a remarkable recovery
Reaching in to his jacket, Marlowe pulled out his snub nose .38. Sure Flames O'Shaughnassey had gams that didn't quit but this was Rigman's office, the safe was open, a lipstick stained cigarette smouldered in the ashtray and Rigman wasn't going to be pulling any more jobs from heaven.
"I'm sorry ma'am," Marlowe said as he closed the door.
The last thing Marlowe looked at was a little orange-eyed child trying to keep pace with him.
"I'll find them a lawyer to represent you," Rigman said, walking briskly to his desk in the back corner of the room.
"No, we're not, we're already in court. Let me go to the door."
"You're leaving the door open for someone to come in," Marlowe said as he grabbed Rigman's arm. He looked up from his computer and saw several children running out of the room, one waving a pink and purple pink toy at Rigman. "I don't take it back." Marlowe leaned in to kiss the child on the pinked forehead. He didn't mean for it to hurt but Rigman had been gone for far too long to worry about getting hurt.
"He didn't say anything to me
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