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hanging where it belonged. Buddy had the directory open in his hands. |
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'Did she hang up?' Lou asked. |
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'I didn't call her, numbnuts. Are you kidding?' |
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'Checking out the address. We're gonna pay the cunt a visit.' |
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'Are you deaf or just stupid?' |
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'What do you mean, pay her a visit?' |
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'I been thinking about her all day, man. Sooner or later, she's gonna lose it and squeal on us.' |
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'Yeah. I think she might.' |
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'You, me and Doug are gonna go over and take care of her. It's perfect, man. We tell the gals we're all done messing with Maureen and want to take her back to her place. They'll be glad to get rid of her, you know? They're both so fucking jealous you can taste it. We leave them here. They'll be our alibi, you know?' |
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'I'm not so sure Sheila'll lie for us.' |
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'Don't worry about that, man. She'll do whatever we say.' |
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'So we leave them here and take Maureen with us?' |
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'What'll we do with Maureen?' |
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'Anything we want. You're both aching for her.' |
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Lou moaned. 'You'll let us . . .?' |
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'Damn right. Then we'll dump her and drop in on Lisa. Take care of her.' |
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