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Bourbon On The Rocks #238


I offered a hand and helped him up off the ground.

“Well, I think that’s everyone,” I said. “I took care of Cal, and you got one of Diamond’s goons.”

“What about the other one?” Harrigan asked as he brushed himself off.

“I hit him in the face with a sledgehammer,” I said.

“Is he dead?”

I grinned, “Well, if he isn’t he probably wishes to hell he was.”

Harrigan nodded, “Well, that’s it, then.”

I shook my head, “Not yet. I have to get back to L.A. and try to save Milton. And I’m fast running out of time.”

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