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Holly hugged Stone’s arm “I’m sorry, Stone, I kno you loved Elaine and her joint”

“That’s what she always called it,” Stone said, “her joint”

Dino poured himself another Johnnie Walker Black from the bottle on the table

“Can I get you a straw for that?” Stone asked

Dino handed him a bottle of Knob Creek “And for this?”

A good-looking redhead Stone didn’t recognize struggled past his table, heading for either the bar or the front door Stone was still watching her a moment later when she was stopped by a man who had planted himself in her path He leaned over and shouted above the din into her ear She drew back her right hand and punched hi drinkers, and Stone could have sworn she stepped on him as she continued out the door

The , his nose bloody, shouting unpleasant descriptions of the redhead to anyone ould listen

“Did you see that?” Holly asked

“I did”

“She looked familiar Do you know her?”

Stone shook his head “Nope, I don’t know any redheads”

“Maybe she wasn’t always a redhead,” Holly said