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I WAS ATbag and took out the note and the foil-wrapped packet

Conklin was putting on his windbreaker He said, “Cappy and I are running across the street for lunch Come with us”

“Rain check,” I said

“Prime rib special All you can eat Seven bucks”

I peeled back the aluminum foil and peeked between the slices of bread Meat loaf The note read, “Eat Love Joe”

That was priceless

When I had coed un, and sat me down Then he pulled off my shoes and poured me a drink

“Talk to me,” he said

Once I started talking, I couldn’t stop Joe listened to every word about the Michael Dunn takedown thatas I confronted him The wild shots he’d fired, one of which put a new part in Sergeant Nardone’s scalp And his confession to everything but the Kennedy assassination as we locked him in the squad car

“Dunn is in a cell by hinment,” I concluded “People on the street can breathe a little ht Me, too”

Joe dished up the s, and as I ate, he told me about his Mr Mom day: ducks in the park; Julie’s neord, panda; a playdate for Martha And a haircut for hiers through the thick neth of hair that hid the long, bumpy scar at the back of his head

“Good haircut,” I said

“It’s for my interview,” he said

Even as Joe was excited at the prospect of getting back to work himself, I knew some part of hi it up with crazy people with guns

I’d tried to iel