Friday Noir: Early Check Out
Meet me at the clock in Grand Central…
What, the big one? The one worth $20 mil?
Yes, that’s the one.
Meet me there and I’ll bring you the money.
I had a bad feeling about this.
Something about dames and loot.
They don’t gell for me.
But if I ever wanted to see the take again,
I’d have to trust her.
I met her at the clock, but she didn’t bring the money.
She brought a snoot full of bourbon.
A loaded snub-nose.
And a bad attitude.
Knew I should have just walked away.
Mistake number two.
Now it’s time for an early check out.
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