They looked at me a little too long. I just stepped into the kitchen around the corner so it shouldn't have been that big of a surprise.
I guess I wore my doubt with the same smudge Veronica wore her lipstick. Joe raised his arms a little bit with a pathetic sort of bleating.
He stopped right around the third slug from my .38.
Veronica started right in walking over to the coffee table and lighting a cigarette in a huff.
"Jesus, Bill," she said blowing smoke out her nose. "I just had this room done. The carpet cost a mint."
"I can't stand a cheat."
"I can't stand decorators so it looks like we're both in for disappointment."
I opened the tonic. She wasn't going to let up unless there was a drink in her hand. Soldier on.
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