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The Littlest Client #46

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I got around the front of the car just as he opened the door. He was about halfway into the car when I slammed the door on him. He screamed in pain as I pulled him out, pushing him up against the side of the car.

"Going somewhere, Richmond?" I asked. "I guess Rucksack called you, huh? That bastard. And I was just beginning to develop a soft spot in my heart for that weasel."

"Look, I don't know nothin' about nothin'!" he said.

I shook my head, "I can't even keep track of the double negatives in that statement."

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