Brain Guy: A Gang Killer Meets His Match In A TNT Blonde - Plot & Excerpts
“It smells like a department store where all the customers are dames.” “Hello, Bill.” Paddy’s hair was pomaded. “Afternoons ain’t worth a thing. I let them off. But if I knew you were coming I’d akept Madge home.” “You knew I was coming.” “How did I know?” “You didn’t get me here to kid around?” “Maybe. I like a good joke.” Big-jowled, impressive, Paddy was the plump, ruddy sort who are usually expansive, but now his discretion was that of a lean killer. He looked steadily at Bill. About him and the flat there was a stale odor of women and the busy night-times. The linoleum reflected a glassy light. “I was sacked account of you.” He frowned. “There’s no work.” “You ain’t the only one.” “Pete sake, you can give me a break.” “Maybe I could.” He was grinning, as if he had determined on this facial expression and was resolved to keep it. He picked his creased trousers an inch higher, whistling with the monotony of a calliope. “I’m ready to do anything.”
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