Cruller, Part One
Lt. Stine was this big shot from downtown. He actually had something to do with me and Bernie getting together, but don’t ask me the details. Maybe they’re in Thereby Hangs A Tail. Lt. Stine’s all right, but I like Sgt. Torres better. Right now Stine was at our door, wanting a word with Bernie.
“By the way,” he said, “got half a cruller left. Think Chet would be interested?”
Hey! It turned out I liked Lt. Stine just as much as Sgt. Torres!
I went to the corner, got busy with the cruller. Lt. Stine noticed Suzie.
“We can talk in front of Suzie,” Bernie said.
“Come on,” said Stine. “She’s a reporter.”
“This’ll be off the record,” Suzie said.
A complicated discussion, but I liked the sound of their voices.
Stine nodded. “Need to know what happened in the desert, Bernie,” he said.
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