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Bourbon On The Rocks #203


The maître d wasn’t willing to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair just for the sake of doing his job so he stepped aside. I scanned the tables for Diamond and found him sitting near the front of the stage, watching the new singer. His two goons were on either side of him but I saw no trace of Cal.

I stood back and watched until the lady finished singing. After the applause died down I yelled out, “Wonderful! Hey, Diamond, are you planning on turning her into a prostitute, too?”

Diamond turned to look at me…

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