So far.
Thirty-eighth
Mike came out of the bathroom. He saw the cop getting out of her car. The gun was heavy in his pocket.
They reached the door at the same time.
“Thanks,” said Officer Steenson to Mike, brushing past him as he held it open for her.
“No problem,” said Mike.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Untitled - Part 38
Posted by Snag at 11:59 AM
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Singing telegram! Singing telegram!
"Is that a gun in your pocket or are you happy to see me?"
That gun was not the only thing heavy in the pocket...
Oh. Kaye.
Officer Steenson pivots, drops to one knee, and unhoulsters her revolver.
BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!
"Take that, thought criminal!", she smiles to herself.
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