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Bourbon On The Rocks #153


Rose started screaming and one of Diamond’s oversized lackeys came in and backhanded her. She slumped face first onto the bed and began sobbing again. I started to jump up out of my chair and tackle the big bastard when I saw Cal pull a pistol from his coat. He and the other lackey stepped into the room and closed the door.

“Sit down, Randolph,” Cal said. The sound of my real name was like an electrical shock through my body.

“It’s Randall,” Rose said through her sobs.

“Shaddup, you whore!” Cal said harshly. “It’s Jake Randolph. A private dick.”

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