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"You didn’t think to rave? How did you know about that? They just found it late Friday afternoon It was being kept quiet for the ti"

"You didn’t happen to tell Noni Bachicha, did you?"

"Son of a – I rilled you for info and you caved like an unstable salt rave?"

"I’m at the bar about to head out there, not that we have jurisdiction or anything, but we’ve joined forces with the state ME, the FBI, and local law enforcen a task force from APD to assist with the efforts"

"That explains your working on a Sunday"

"Yeah"

"With a hangover"

"How do you always know?"

"Because you always sound like you have a cold"

"It’s about a three-hour drive, if you’re interested"

"I’ not to sound desperate

"Why don’t you meet me here?"

I drove to Calamity’s and parked inno parking: violators will suffer from several exotic std’s for which there is no cure It seemed to do the trick My landlord didn’t especially like my tactics, but everyone was a lot happier when I had a parking space I walked over to the bar and ducked in the back door

The place was packed On a Sunday At lunch On a Sunday And once again, women seemed to be the main enthusiasts

"What’ll you have?" Ubie asked when I walked to the table he’d snagged I couldn’t believe it Jessica was there again What the freaking hell? Had sheNicolette eat her breakfast burrito, I said, "I’ll have ot it, pumpkin" He waved over our server She was new, so I didn’t know her name Because of this, I was forced to call her Sylvia "She’ll have huevos rancheros with scras, and I’ll have a carne adovada burrito s to the actual site, yes?" I asked him as Sylvia wrote down our order

"Yes, and I kno you are with dead bodies"

Sylvia paused then restarted, pretending not to hear us