Calvin
Mar 27th, 2003, 12:40:33 PM
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As I walked into the joint a premonition of the end of the night flashed through my cognitive screens. I'd wake up with a headache tomorrow, in some strangers bed most likely.
Calvin slouched into the Bar & Grill, wearing a trenchcoat and fedora pulle dlow over his features.
Tracer Bullet's the name. I'm a PI and a damn good one. But sometimes even PI's make mistakes. Mine had been the dame.
The boy struggled over to the bar and up into one of the seats. He raised two fingers, orchestrating the barkeep's attention.
As I layed back into a convo with my old buddies Gin and Tonic--
He took a sip of water.
--I started to remember her. She was a real pushy kind of client. Burst into my office with a threat and a promise. I took the case, but only because I had Bills to pay. I thought it would be open and shut, but that was my Magnum talking, not my heart.
Calvin slouched over.
The case went real smooth and I figured we had something' going for us. Turns out she was already attatched and had been playin' me like an easter flute. Who was this majestic goddess that stole this cold, cold heart of mine? Some people called her Pam. But I nicked' 'er 'Mom'.
As I walked into the joint a premonition of the end of the night flashed through my cognitive screens. I'd wake up with a headache tomorrow, in some strangers bed most likely.
Calvin slouched into the Bar & Grill, wearing a trenchcoat and fedora pulle dlow over his features.
Tracer Bullet's the name. I'm a PI and a damn good one. But sometimes even PI's make mistakes. Mine had been the dame.
The boy struggled over to the bar and up into one of the seats. He raised two fingers, orchestrating the barkeep's attention.
As I layed back into a convo with my old buddies Gin and Tonic--
He took a sip of water.
--I started to remember her. She was a real pushy kind of client. Burst into my office with a threat and a promise. I took the case, but only because I had Bills to pay. I thought it would be open and shut, but that was my Magnum talking, not my heart.
Calvin slouched over.
The case went real smooth and I figured we had something' going for us. Turns out she was already attatched and had been playin' me like an easter flute. Who was this majestic goddess that stole this cold, cold heart of mine? Some people called her Pam. But I nicked' 'er 'Mom'.