Down Mexico Way
Once we went down to Mexico on a case, me and Bernie. It was all about stolen tequila but then it got way more complicated – don’t ask me to explain. All that dust and heat – loved Mexico! The humans down there speak another language so they can’t communicate too well with the humans from up here. In our world – the nation within the nation, as Bernie says – we don’t have problems like that. I could communicate with my kind across the border no problem. In fact there was this one she-barker behind this warehouse we were staking out – maybe a story for another time.
The only bad thing – besides getting shot at a few times, but that turned out all right – was when we tailed this dude who tried to get away by hiding in the crowd at a bull fight. Ever seen a bull fight? Sometimes Bernie’s face gets hard and still. That’s when he’s at his angriest. I’ve never seen him angrier than at the bull fight.
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