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It would not be the first time.
That depends on how you add things up.
I would love to match wits with you, but that game has lost its savor. I want
you to go see if you cannot charm either the Candy woman or theDixie woman
into spending the night here.
Why? He had more faith in me than I did.
I despair of teaching you to employ your reason. Because once you lure the
potential victim close enough, I can make sure she is not out there when the
killer goes hunting tomorrow night. Because then I would have two of the three
most likely targets under my protection, freeing you and Captain Block to
concentrate on the remaining woman.
Right. I ve watched those two women in action, Smiley. Candy don t play
andDixie is out of my price range. Snowball in hell time.
I have faith. You will find a way.
Right.
This defeatism amazes me in a man who so regularly disturbs my naps with the
gales of whooping and snorting emanating from his room.
Regularly? I can just about count on the fingers of one finger the number of
times
Garrett, I am dead, not stupid.
Yeah. Well. So maybe I under exaggerated. But I do wish I was doing half as
good as you think.
I wish you were too. You are more easily endured when&
Stow that. How re we going to move a bunch of women in here? We don t have&
Dean can see to their wants. I will see to their safety. You go to the
Tenderloin, bring us back one.
If they re even working. You have to remember, they don t do this stuff for a
living. It s part time, for kicks. Anyway, why should we bother? Did Block
catch up on his payments?
We came to an agreement. There are no financial obstacles.
Really? Nice of you to keep me posted. I hope you took him so bad he won t
come around here ever again.
I suggest you adjourn to the Tenderloin and lay groundwork.
Is that what you call it? But I have to&
Let everything else ride. Mr. Hullar will not expire if he misses his regular
report on the adventures of Barking Dog Amato. I want to be right on top of
this killer if he has survived. I insist.
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I was willing to arrange that, only I didn t know how to get him out there
unless maybe I hired a wagon and a dozen sturdy moving men. I could just see
him dashing gallantly about town, bringing his special style of derringdo, to
the dismay of the wicked and cheer of the downtrodden.
Your brain has become a snake pit.
But I have only one snake pit. I withdrew, danced lightly upstairs to see how
my unexpected guest was settling in. Mostly I got to watch Dean help her
settle. He interposed himself like he was her maiden aunt.
Dean had been having his rehab parties for weeks. My bedroom, which lies
across the front of the house, and the guest bedroom have been done for a
while, but till Dean and his pals went to work, the other two rooms had
remained untouched, repositories for junk that should have gone to the
basement or street long ago. The parties had gotten the room across the back
set for Dean, partly. It wasn t finished. But he no longer had to sleep on the
daybed downstairs when we had company. Still, his room needed plenty of work
to become really habitable. The more he got between me and Belinda, the more I
considered leaving the gaps in the outside walls there for him to handle
himself come winter.
Look, what I really need to know is whatever you know about the girl called
Candy at Hullars. I have to come up with a way to make her stay away tomorrow
night.
I didn t work with her. I barely knew her to say hi.
Damn. Somehow I had the idea all you girls should know each other. I m
getting really tired of this whole thing. You can t give me anything?
Dean scowled, though even he realized I d intended no double meaning. Belinda
caught his scowl, raised an eyebrow. I fell in love all over again, because
that s one of my own great talents, and then winked when Dean wouldn t see
her.
No.
I went away wondering.
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