You can't tell me Midge didn't like me because I'm not a woman.
Let it go, Tony. Midge liked you just fine, she just thought you were occasionally annoying.
Annoying? That's almost worse.
You're more like high maintenance. You know, always switching from the hip holster to the shoulder to the ankle.
Changing from the Glock 17 to the 23 and then back again.
You know, what's high maintenance about that? I like a certain holster. I like a certain gun.
Things odd, Abby? What's odd?
The bullet that killed Midge. It's nasty. It's like way nastier than any standard .32 I've ever seen.
It looks pretty standard to me.
Yeah, but look closer. It's covered in mold spores, and old mold, like sixty years, which means it's a very old bullet.
Well, my first thought is this assassin from the past. He stumbles through a tear in the space-time continuum.
Or from somebody's old gun.
That was my second thought.
You've barely spoken since we left, brilliant chatterbox.
Not feeling so brilliant, I guess.
Well, if it's any consolation, your friend Judy did not seem the least bit spoken for to me either.
Vance was right to yell. I'm off my game. I've lost my focus. It's like half my brain is still stuck in that elevator.
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