Silent Partner

I'm pretty sure his next words were going to be "Fuck you, Joe," but he was bringing the gun up, so I pulled the trigger and killed for the second time in my life.

The cops showed up later, and the reporters. I just sat in the car, badge on the dash. They had lots of questions, sure, but they'd think twice before asking.

Privileges of the gold badge.

I just sat in the car, stinking of rotten meat, until Father Cussler and the boys came to pick me up.

Frank and I gave Mother Church a public relations nightmare. Lucky for me there were so many witnesses. Frank got the blame. Frank got the condemnation. All I got was fired.

Well, that and the ghost.

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