Naomi shrugged. “Sure. Why?”

“Those are just two whiskey names. Next time you sit at the bar, not in the stall or booth, just look at what’s behind the counter. Whiskey bottles with labels. That’s all.”

The Assistant to Beauty Pageant Queen piped up, “This is how BPQ works on cases.”

Naomi had nodded. “Did you figure out the list I gave you?” Naomi remembered every item on the list she had created especially for the High Frequency Trading, First to open in the Middle West:


Pimento cheese on thoroughbread (bad joke but the new HFT from the Midwest wanted it)

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