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The Littlest Client #203


Gallagher and Max were now rolling around on the concrete slab, punching and kicking each other, each man taking out seven years of frustration on the other.

I popped a guy that was about to shoot Aristotle and he nodded his appreciation before getting back to the fighting.

I slipped around to where two of Gallagher's goons were hiding behind some crates and shot one of them. The other quickly returned fire and I had to take cover. He retreated to a car, rolling behind it.

I looked back to where Max and Gallagher were fighting.

Gallagher pull a gun...

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