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Bourbon On The Rocks #213

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I looked at Diamond, “You’re a real piece of shit, Diamond, and someone seriously needs to flush you into the sewer where you belong.”

He grinned, “Perhaps. But it won’t be you.”

“No, it’s gonna be me,” Harrigan said as he stepped out from the club’s foyer holding a pistol. I didn’t know how long he’d been in the club but it was obviously long enough. He approached us, all assembled near the stage.

The expression on Striker’s face was absolutely priceless. He looked like a balloon from the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade right after the air was let out…

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    Neville Hunt over 4 years ago

    Good ole Harrigan, but will they give up without a fight? Surely (if you don’t mind me calling you that Christopher) someone’s gonna get plugged?

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    Christopher over 4 years ago

    Thank you, Drew.

    It ain't over yet, Neville! (But don't call me Shirley!)

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