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I chuckle to myself, and reach for a cup to polish when Sierra dedicates the song to me... At first I hope to block it out, but when she starts playing, and singing, it catches my ear — it's oddly comforting, in a way. Cook me if it didn't help me f…
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I stiffen at the sight of Amy's old junk. Most of my girls start out a little starry eyed, but Amy never really got over it. She bought this fat cooker's promises of love, and a life free from whorin', and crime... Said he knew a place raiders, and …
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I cock my head in surprise, and turn to look at the pretty lady — sizing her up. I don't much care for distractions from drinking, games, and sex — but I do care for hearin' that voice of hers. "For a performance from the lovely lady? Hell, I'd give…
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Could she run back to her hole before Ziggy gets here? What am I? Blazin' psychic? Why's she in such a damn hurry to leave when she just got here?"If Ziggy's comin' in here to pick a fight, you couldn't run to a bolt-hole far enough, fast enough. Yo…
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Yeah, nervous... A blazin' fight in the Irons — that's exactly what nobody needs."There won't be no fight... Fat Man wants to come in here, and annex our little camp into his shitehole of a hold — that's something we can't stop — but his ancient lie…
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My eyes flit over to Sierra for a split-second, before I pull them back to June — back to my work. Blazin' hell..."I ain't got the jingle for it right now — markers are all dried up. I'd need some time to get some "business" seen to..." I'm not sur…
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I cock an eyebrow at the news we're out of beer,"That a fact? Did some blazebrain strike it rich? Sell 'em the swill for now — that piece of blazin' shite might not pump out somethin' tasty, but it sure as hell cleans the grease off the pipes. I'll …
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Shite... Morning comes too early in this blazin' place. Of course it's half-way to high noon by the time I crawl out from the sheets, and slip into some clothes — take my "audience" among the blazebrains in the main room. This early, I don't expect…
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Be hard, Gigg. Hard as hell.
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Right on!
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"Mot, be a good boy and highlight me a stat, would you then?" I'll pay my 2-barter for the luxury of my big fancy room, and private office.
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"I built this business from the ground up with my boy JD — the cooker. We were here with the other boys who founded The Irons — both times 'round, thanks to those fippers tossin' us out of this cookin' cave after all our hard work for who knows why.…
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Cook off, arsehole!
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I look up from my cellphone, looking perplexed. "Huh? Oh! Well, I dunno... I was thinking Steven could go as my Professor, since he wanted the interview... Your call?"
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Well that's... Mixed news. I cock an eyebrow, and inject myself between Dad and Steven, "Laredo's in town investigating the disappearances... He says he thinks there's going to be another victim tomorrow. We should probably get moving? I'll fill you…
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My email is pretty straightforward: to: plaredo@oklahoman.com Dear Mister Laredo, I'm a film studies student at UT Austin ... Doing a documentary about the incidents in Dalhart, Texas ... Your take was very interesting ... If you could spare me s…
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I'm going to bet it all on red that Laredo is going to be hesitant to dig up this obscure case from five years ago that didn't get traction — but Steve's just so damned pretty... I smile, and haul out my phone. "Sure! I'll fire off that email now…
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I've got it scrawled in my notes here: Dr. Tarrant Interview - 6 yrs ago: Leah McTavish goes missing. - Amber alert. - Trail goes cold... - ... or does it? Leah turns up near middle of Duke Robinson's corn field. - Decapitated, "among other things.…
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Investigate a Mystery (roll+sharp) (Rolled: 2d6-1. Rolls: 3, 1. Total: 3)
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I toss my empties into a bin, reach into my bag, and pull out a moleskin filled with case notes. I thumb through the pages, looking for anything from the preliminary interviews I did earlier in the week...
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I'm leaning against Boxy's hood, munching on some Cheetos, and sipping from a can of Nestea while I wait for Dad's call to be over. I'll be the first to admit I'm not a detective... I read my fair share of eloquent politics blog, and can fix a sea…
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"Sample dialog!"
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I drove down ahead in my Boxster — partly because I needed to transport some equipment, and partly because the Boxster is actually running at the moment. It's only got the two seats, so I couldn't really take anyone else with me — unless they liked …
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Maya is suspicious of Dr. Daedelus (because of the aforementioned sheltering).
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Wouldn't be the first time she dumped someone for her own gain — not that I particularly care about Anolies, or any degree of solidarity that might imply between us. All of that is moot at this point, though... I turn to Lady Bai, and in my best …
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You know, I probably should know, given all the shit him and Mel put me through, but I've been trying really hard not to pry into her personal life since the divorce... It's bad enough she's my boss now. I send Rajani a message back: I thought he…
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You've got to be fucking kidding me. I make a point of standing up a little straighter when Anolies, the bastard, eyes me up and down. I have to admit that I'm confused as to how he got here, given how much prostitution he must have done to climb…
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