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The Littlest Client #192


We walked to the club, which had a roof and a concrete slab for a floor but only a couple of partial walls up. There were giant stacks of lumber all over the floor and nails strewn everywhere. Out behind it were construction trailers, wheel barrows, more lumber, stacks of bricks, and mortar mixing equipment. I saw several more men patrolling out there, but so far hadn't seen Gallagher or Katie.

Max and I stood there waiting. There was a cool breeze blowing.

I had a sense that whatever was going to happen that night was about to take place...

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