JMich: Krypsyn, feel free to provide some if you wish to.
Very well. I'll give it a shot.
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Simon Skinner enters the room, "Okay, so what's all this then? The Sheriff is otherwise involved and asked me to drop by. I hear dear Joyce has become a bit addled? Her crosswords have gotten to her a bit?
Skinner snatches the paper from Joyce and glances at it, "Llanfairpwllgwyngyllgogerychwyrndrobwllllantysiliogogogoch!"
Cooper replies, "Gesundheit."
Skinner, "No, you daft woman! It is 33 across: 'A city in Wales'!"
Cooper, "There are tons of cities in Wales!"
Skinner, "But only one which has over 50 letters in the name! Look the blanks even continue on to the next page! Something has really gotten to you, you need to come with me while we have a little chat...
A short time latter Simon returns, "Horrible, horrible news everyone. Joyce Cooper has had a terrible accident. It seems that while inventorying her collection of crossword puzzles, her entire house suddenly caught fire." He shakes his head sadly, "We may never never know why she chose to keep open cans of petrol next to a gas lantern in that tiny little filing room, but we do know her end was swift. Apparently evidence of her complicity in plans to thwart the NWA were found in the remains of her house, but it seems she was not the ringleader."
"So, well, good start everyone, but we still have more to find." Skinner gives a hard look at each of the remaining NWA members, "Get to it!" He walks briskly from the room, leaving you to discuss matters between you.