' OK, ' I said, ' The girl that dumped me in college now needs my help, and why would that be?'.
' Errrrmm. because you're a private detective and I want you to detect things, privately, for me.'
Damn, this girl was good!
' Ok, ' I said, ' What's happened in your world?'
being flippant and knowing I was being flippant,
'You've lost your hairdressing money? Your chauffer is claiming more hours that you think he's chauffered? You snagged a nail on someboby's couch and you'd like me to identify said couch and rub it out?'
She looked at me with something akin to pity, sighed and said,
' Daddy's dead, Vince, some &*%*%%% killed him'.
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