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The Eternal Night #267

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Gertie's other goon fell to the floor as Harrigan nodded at me through the smoke. I nodded back as I tucked my gun in my waistband and pulled Mason by his armpits behind some crates.

I untied his hands and said, "Are you okay?"

He produced a weak grin and said, "I've had better days!"

"Stil wanna play a detective?" I asked as I helped him up.

"No, I think I would rather play an Italian ice cream seller if you still have the wig and the moustache."

I laughed, "It's yours as soon as we get out of here."

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    Neville Hunt over 2 years ago

    Desperate times call for humour. But big fat Gertie still being around ain’t no joke!

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