The guy with the gun to my head grabbed my left shoulder and shoved me to the side of the bar. I presumed he was leading me to a back door. The other guy fell in behind us.
I stopped and turned my head toward Linda.
"When I'm done shoveling the other shit from this case I'm going to come back and find you, Linda. We'll have one final dance together."
She smiled, "Your last dance will be to the Funeral March, Mr. Randolph. And check him for a gun, you idiots!"
Damn! I was hoping they'd forget about that...
Christopher 9 months ago
I had forgotten about it too! That's why I had to make Linda scold those goons!
Neville Hunt 9 months ago
She’s not a nice girl after all it seems🥴 You won’t have the chance to be unfaithful to Jen Ann with Linda. Never trust an Irish pub if it doesn’t sell Guinness!