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A tall building in the city, with the words "Besworth and Co. Limited" on top of the entrance.
Besworth Ltd. is a video game design company ran by Raymond Besworth.
Inside are some lifts, elevators and loads of desks and offices.
The building has 5 floors.

Ground floor: Reception and Information
First floor: Design and work offices
Second floor: Planning and testing offices
Third floor: Publishing offices
Fourth floor: Contact offices
Fifth floor: Raymond's Office

Only staff may enter top floor.

Tel. No: 0191-2901-821
E-mail: besworth@hotmail.com
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Cyrus pushed open the doors to the building and went to the reception,
"Ms. Perkin? May I have another ID card?"
The receptionist smiled
"Certainly, Mr. Kilmore"
And she reached into a drawer and took an ID card out and then stamped it with the Besworth stamp.
Cyrus took the card from the receptionist and then took the lift to the top floor.

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Raymond Besworth looked up as the door opened,
"Cyrus... Come in! It's ready!"
Cyrus stepped inside and told his boss everything that happened at the Silver Fox Tavern,
"A murder?"
"Yes, I overheard everyone talking about it... And Miles was there too"
"Miles? Edgeworth? THAT Prosecutor?"
"Yes, him"
"Take me to the tavern"

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Edgeworth and Detective Gumshoe came speeding into the parking lot in a police car. "Cyrus, let's go." Gumshoe said.

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Cyrus hesitated and both men stepped into the car.

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A black van slowly rolled into the parking lot and into a space. Detective Sano Morgan imerged and strood into the building and up to the receptionist. "Scuse me, mam, but I'm looking for the owner Mr. Besworth" Sano said as he displayed his badge.

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"No, Sorry, The boss is out right now, maybe you would like to leave a message for him and I'll pass it on?" said the receptionist

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Sano scratched his head "No, thats all right. I'll just drop by again later." Sano walked out the front door. He looked to the van and waved it off. "Not tonight Deuce" he said to himself. He kicked at the ground "Fuck, I need a drink."

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A black limousine pulled up outside the building. Several muscular men in black suits got out, followed by a young woman in a brown dress. Pushing her black bangs away from her face, she nodded to herself and walked inside, followed by the men.
Strolling up to the front counter, she caught the eyes of the receptionist.
"Is Mr. Cyrus available?" she asked, her eerily calm voice causing a shudder to run down the secretary's spine. "I wish to discuss something with him."

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