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Bourbon On The Rocks #37


I looked around, "Nice place, Miss Cross."

"Thank you, Mr...?"


"Thank you, Mr. Randolph. Care for a drink?"

"No, thanks," I said.

She looked taken aback and then said, "Well... I think I'll have one."

She walked over to the drinks cabinet in the living room. I sat down on the couch and watched her mix her drink. Her gun must've been in that cabinet, because she stood by it, drink in her right hand and her left hand resting on the side of the cabinet.

"You don't need that gun, Miss Cross. I just have a few questions."

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