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The Littlest Client #160

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One of Gallagher's goons handed me my pistol back as the other pointed toward the clubhouse. I turned and started walking as I checked my pistol, which was barren of any ammunition. I put it in the shoulder holster under my arm, pulled my coat back over it, and kept walking. I thought I was going to have to call a cab until I saw my car sitting in the parking lot with Max behind the wheel. I approached the passenger's side. Max tried to slide over but I motioned for him to stay behind the wheel and got in...

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