The Night Beat, From The Necropolis Enforcement Files - Plot & Excerpts
She glared back. I gave it another shot. “Look, we’re not asking because we think you’re stupid or not good enough or whatever inferiority thing you’ve got going is telling you. We’re asking because you’re spotting evil naturally, and you’re repelled by it. Ergo, if you were repelled by The Pleasure Palace’s clientele, we really want to know why, in that cop way of ours.” She deflated. “Okay, fine. They all seemed…wrong to me. I don’t know any girl who ever picked a john up from there, either. Well, except one. But she’s dead now.” Jack and I exchanged the cop “oh really?” look. “What did she die from?” he asked. “Got real sick, sort of wasted away.” “How soon after she picked up that john from The Pleasure Palace?” Sexy Cindy’s brow crinkled in thought. “Maybe a week, maybe a little more.” “How long ago was this?”
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