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Roylsden #136


Mickey slid Cole's drink across the table.
"What did you get from that, Sheriff?" he asked.
Cole's eyebrows rose and a smile flashed across his face. "Whaddya mean, Mick?"
"Sheriff, you didn't send me to the bar cause you'd suddenly lost your legs, did you? You always get your own liquor, but not now. So... what you get from it?"
Cole laughed.
"Mick, it's good to have you around," he said. "I wanted to see their reaction to you, and I got something. Trouble is, I don't rightly know what I got."
And with that he knocked his Redeye back.

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