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Chetspeak on Sunday

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May 17th, 2015 Posted 8:25 am

We left the big top, went past the ticket booth and took a little walk around the fairgrounds, me and Bernie. Were we going anyplace special? I didn’t know, but I never turned down the chance for a walk. Soon we came to one of those places for throwing baseballs at milk bottles. We’d been to one before, me, Bernie, Suzie. The guy running it – tattoos all over his face, I never like that in a human – told us to get the hell out of there and never come back. By that time Bernie had won too many stuffed animals to carry, but why anyone would want even one was beyond me.

– from TO FETCH A THIEF.

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Chetspeak on Sunday

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March 2nd, 2015 Posted 8:49 am

Even though it’s Monday! Rebels ‘R Us.

Back on the road, Bernie said, “Shot in the dark, Chet. Boozers working in close proximity – they tend to find each other.”

A shot? Hadn’t heard one, not at the cemetery, not since the Chang case, in fact. The Chang case: a nightmare, but the food! Another story for later. I yawned a nice big yawn, the kind that sometimes catches my lip over a tooth, and by the time I got everything straightened out, whatever I’d been worrying about was gone. Why worry anyway? I had Bernie.

– from TO FETCH A THIEF.

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Random Amazon Review We Like

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January 27th, 2015 Posted 8:00 am

5.0 out of 5 stars – Fantastic author. Chet and Bernie’s adventures are so great. – January 8, 2015

51deejay on TO FETCH A THIEF:

Spencer Quinn, fantastic author. Chet and Bernie’s adventures are so great, you can’t put down the book. I have the the series real great read!

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Chetspeak on Sunday

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December 14th, 2014 Posted 7:52 am

“Bernie!” She threw her arms around him, a big woman and not that much shorter than Bernie.

“Hi, Livia.” I could see Bernie’d had enough of hugging after a while, but Livia didn’t let go till she was good and ready.

She stepped back, still gripping Bernie’s upper arms, in fact, giving them a little squeeze. “You look just great,” she said.

“Uh, no, um, thanks,” Bernie said, which made Livia laugh, a nice big sound, not a boomer like Uncle Rio’s but impressive for a woman. “And you, too,” Bernie said.

“Oh, go on,” she said. “I’ve put on so much weight.”

“No, no, no,” Bernie said. “And it suits you.”

Livia laughed again. “Those are mutually exclusive, Bernie. Pick one, preferably the first.”

“Um,” Bernie said, and then he was laughing, too.

“Tulip?” she said. The young woman on the sofa tossed her magazine aside and rose right away. “A nice big bourbon on the rocks for Bernie here, and a small one for moi,” Livia said. Tulip went behind the bar, reached for a bottle.

“Sweetie?” Livia said. “We’re pouring from the top shelf tonight.”

– from TO FETCH A THIEF.

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