A Job Well Done?
“I’m feeling a little used,” Bernie said, handing both film cans over to Kelo Printz.
“Sorry about that,” Kelo said, “but take comfort in the knowledge of a job well done.”
Whoa. Did that mean we weren’t getting paid? Our finances were a mess. Wasn’t Kelo the client? He was acting like a perp.
“Why is your dog growling like that?” Kelo said.
“Because he’s about to take a chunk out of your leg, you jerk,” said Portia.
Not a bad idea! Portia was growing on me.
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