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Was the killer waiting for her on the street? In a roo brick of the unrehabbed buildings A bar? One of the flesh clubs?

“Hey, white girl”

Brows knit, Eve turned at the interruption The man was tall as a house and from the deepness of his complexion, a full black He sported, as many did in this part of town, feathers in his hair His cheek tattoo was vivid green and in the shape of a grinning hu enough to show the bulge of his cock

“Hey, black boy,” she said in the sa tone

He flashed a wide, dazzling grin at her fro for action?” He jerked his head toward the garish sign of the all-nude club across the street “You a little skinny, but they be hiring Don’t get many white as you Mostly ers the width of soy wieners “I be the bouncer, put in a word for you”

“Noould you do that?”

“Out of the goodness ofwhite girl like youher stuff”

“I appreciate the thought, but I’ve got a job” Ale

He whistled through his teeth “No coirl, you just don’t smell like cop”

“Must be the new soap I’ Got a name?”

“They just call rinned again, and illustrated by bringing his two huge hands together “Crack! Get it?”

“I’ht before last, Crack?”

“Now, I’ed, and ht off, and I spent it catching up on cultural events”

“And those events were?”

“Va nibble I sure do enjoy watching theht here Got ourselves a dead lawyer Big, iirl, wasn’t she? Just like you, honeypot”