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“That’s up to you Quim”

“Penny-ante Not a gambler, he just plays at it Like a hobby He’s lousy at it Costs hie of a hundred K a year Never bets ht, and usually half that, but he’s regular Jesus,me Can’t I have some Go-Numb?”

“When did you talk to him last?”

“Last night He likes to do the e-betting deal rather than over the ‘link Transht, he laid a hundred on the Brawlers on tonight’s arena ball—and that’s rich, for hi lucky”

“Did he?” Eve leaned closer “Did he say that, exactly?”

“Yeah He says, put ht I’ to double it and let it ride on the next night once he won”

“In a good mood, was he?”

“For Qui a happy dance Guy’s mostly a pain in the ass, a whiner But he pays up, and he’s regular, so I got no beef with him”

“Good thing Now, that wasn’t so bad, was it, Maylou?”

“You’re not going to bust me?”

“I don’t work Vice or Bunko You’re not my problem” She released the restraints, hooked them in her back pocket “If I were you, I’d call the MTs and tell the”

“Squeakie!” Maylou rolled over to her a leaped out of Peabody’s hold and into Maylou’s lap “Did the nasty cop hurt Mairl?”

With a shake of her head, Eve headed out “Give it teeks,” she told Peabody, “then call Hanson in Vice and give him this address”

“You said you weren’t going to bust her”

“No, I said she wasn’tto be Hanson’s”