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Requiem For A Stripper #75

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The bartender came back through the door and behind him was a medium sized guy with jet black hair that looked like an oil slick. It wasn't Klaus Schmidt. I'd seen him before. This guy had a pinstriped suit on his body and a devious look on his face.

He came up to me at the bar, putting his manicured hand out.

"Hello, I'm Nicky Minga, assistant manager of The Pink Pussycat. What's yer name, pal?"

I stood up but declined the handshake.

I decided on the direct approach.

"Jake Randolph."

"The private dick?"

"And I want to see Schmidt."

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    Christopher 10 months ago

    One of the many stories I started but never finished since the last Jake story I posted here was set partially at The Pink Pussycat club a couple of years after this story takes place. I introduced Nicky Minga in that story and said Jake had had a few run-ins with him before. So I thought if I ever finish that one it would be nice if Minga was already an established character. Who knows? I may kill him in this one and have to change the name of the guy in the other story!

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    Neville Hunt 10 months ago

    Seems a shame to kill him now!... but he could go down for a short stretch?

    I had to laugh when I saw his name.... Minga. Not sure if it’s a word you use in the US, but ‘minger’ is a pretty derogatory descriptor over here for a particularly unattractive or unpleasant person! Sounds like Nicky boy could be both!😁

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    Christopher 10 months ago

    Ha! I've heard that slang before but that wasn't what inspired the name. I can't remember what is was, though, that did inspire it.

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