Rudolph sauntered into the bar, his red nose blue from the cold. “Gimme an Irish coffee, Bert. Gotta heat up the old schnozzle.”
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Rudolph sauntered into the bar, his red nose blue from the cold. “Gimme an Irish coffee, Bert. Gotta heat up the old schnozzle.”
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“The Tell” is just one of a number of tales in Mind Slices: a Collection of New and Previously Published Stories available in e-book form at Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble and other sites.
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Gerald didn’t make a sound when I stabbed him, but Nella squealed like she’d sat naked on a lobster claw, yelling for the cops as she picked up the knife. Her fingerprints were all over it. The contract was the only proof I was there; it’d take awhile before she talked her way out of an arrest.
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