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Requiem For A Stripper #229

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45 minutes later we were sitting in the Bluebird Diner. Harrigan was eating pork chops and I settled for a bowl of beef stew. I was beginning to wonder if he was a part owner of the place as much as he ate there.

"You know," Harrigan said with a mouthful of pork chop, "been thinking about why Chief Romero didn't want us getting a search warrant for the lockers at the Pussycat."

I knew he'd be thinking about that.

"Okay, what's your conclusion?" I asked.

He cut off another piece of pork chop and stabbed it with his fork...

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    Neville Hunt 9 months ago

    I hope you weren’t in a bit of a stew, Jake, for ending up at the Bluebird Diner!

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    Christopher 9 months ago

    Hehe!

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