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Evie didn’t answer

"Best of luck," Malloy said

"I don’t believe in luck I believe in opportunity You and ether on this one Put the killer on the ropes Whaddya say?"

Uncle Will squared his hat and marched toward Sixth Avenue TS sidled up to Evie and tipped his hat "That , you’re tre through"

T S Woodhouse led Evie to a spot behind a police wagon He opened his jacket to reveal a flask "You, ah, need a little liquid courage?"

Evie took a swig, and then chased it with a second "Thank you"

"Don’t mention it What you can mention is what the scene was like in there"

Evie filled hi out others

"You ever need a favor, you just let TS know"

"I’ll remember that, Mr Woodhouse"

Evie took one last drink from his flask, then adjusted her scarf "How do I look?"

T S Woodhouse grinned "Swell, Sheba"

"Have your shutterbug get ood one Oh, and we should make this seeave a thin-lipped smile "Purely business"

"There’s no worse class of human on earth than cold-blooded murderers Except for reporters," Evie said loudly as she walked past the hu the reporters back She turned just slightly, holding the pose long enough for the photographer fro her scarf over one shoulder, she ran toward Will and the waiting car on the corner