City Streets Page #2

Forget it!

It didn't mean nothing.

No hard feelings!

No... not as long as you

stay away from my girl.

Hello, Big Fella!

How's tricks?

Hey, Pop...

If anything happened to Blackie...

...do you think you could hold

his Mob together?

Sure.

It'd suit ME better.

You've a nice sunny disposition.

I'd be willing to do business with you...

...if anything happened to Blackie.

Thanks for the confidence in me,

Big Fella!

Hi Blackie... how's things?

Hello, Aggie!

How's tricks?

What's been keepin' you?

Me?

Nothin'... Why?

Ready to go?

-Yeah.

I'll be with you in a minute.

You little bum, you!

Use your phone?

Say, listen, Babe...

Blackie and me

is just goin' over to Joe's.

Meet me round the corner from there

in 15 minutes...

...if you have to break your arm

to get there.

I said... if you have to break your arm

to get there.

Yeah!

Anything wrong, sweetheart?

He'd better stop slappin' me around...

`or he's gonna get his, some day.

Suppose he don't live that long?

It'd be alright with YOU,

wouldn't it?

I don't hear you sayin' "no".

You know, it's tough keepin' the ash

on a cigar...

If you don't keep smokin' 'em,

they go out...

...and the ash drops off.

Ready?

Hey...

You didn't happen to run into

The Big Fella on your way in did you?

No.

See you soon, Aggie.

I think I'll carry your rod

for tonight.

What's up?

Have I done anything?

No... not yet.

Come on... get it out!

What kind of a bodyguard

does that make me?

Well... come on!

I ain't goin' in there.

Why not?

What's the good of me

without a rod?

I ain't takin' any chances tonight.

Listen Blackie...

You know The Big Fella wouldn't try

to put the fix on you through ME!

No?

-No!

Not him, nor nobody else.

They know what I think of you.

Alright.

-Thanks.

Everything OK?

I guess so.

-No hard feelings!

What's the idea!

Let go of my hand!

In the river.

Hey, you!

What do you know

about this murder?

What murder?

Why, a fellow got bumped off

back there...

And the guy passed his gun

to a girl.

Oh! I saw a girl

running down the street.

Oh, you did?

Which way did she go?

She went down that street.

Thanks.

-You're welcome!

Why, Blackie and me was pals.

I'd like to get the guy

who did it, myself.

You ain't figurin' on suicide,

are you?

Lay off! Pop and Blackie

was just like that!

Yeah....

Just like that,

when you give it to 'im.

Me?

Why he went out

before I got here.

I just been sittin' here,

playin' checkers with Aggie...

..and smokin'.

That's right.

-Yeah?

For how long?

Half an hour.

Why don't you get wise, sister?

We're your friends.

Everybody knows

YOU didn't kill him.

So why not spill who did?

The Inspector would still

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