The Ebony Link

A listen to me, and never forget it. Crime is a sucker's road. And those who travel it wind up in the gut of the prison of the graves. There's no other end, but they never learn.

It was ugly from the start this time. Vicious blackmail that mushrooms in a murder and all because a wild artist on a hilltop. A man in a wheelchair and a red-haired manicurist were held too tight together.

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before he could see fast money over the sights of a 45 they'll end it up like they all do he was flat on his face in an alley his life dripping into a sewer It was what he deserved and the only feeling I got from it was that I wanted a bad fad.

So I went home, but when I stepped out of the elevator and started down the hall, I knew I'd have to postpone it. Because leaning on my doorbell was a red head who looked very good from a distance, but she lost ground with every step I took, because the closer I got, the more I saw of a mouth

shaped by indecision. I advised it were nothing but mascara, cajunice, and shallow green. Flashy clothes that carried the kind of bargain basement label you can't tear off. Good evening. Looking for me? Yeah, your private detective named Marlow.