Stray Dog Page #2

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They buy, sell and even rent 'em.

Nasty business.

Where are they?

Wouldn't know.

But I've heard if you wander

the alleys downtown looking desperate,

the scouts will come

and tug at your sleeves.

Isn't it time

you let me off the hook?

What an awful rotten day.

No one from Homicide ever

tailed me before. Day and night.

I'm beat.

Look, how pretty that is.

In the last 20 years,

I've completely forgotten

how wonderful the stars are.

Can you take care of me?

- Can you afford it?

- Sure.

It's loaded. It'll cost.

- How many rounds?

- Huh?

- How much?

- Short term...

You want a girl, right?

No, this racket.

Not my game.

Liar. My guys

told me about you.

Get out of here.

I'll sick the cops on you.

Too tired to get mad?

You're in pretty good shape

to be so down and out.

You need a piece?

Don't act dumb.

I'm asking you if you want a gun.

How much?

You're broke, so drop the cool act.

Your rice card.

Rice card?

You mean my ration card?

- If you don't even have that, no deal.

- I've got it.

Come to the Caf Conga

on Suzuran Boulevard at 9:00.

Talk to the b*tch

with the white flower.

Ration card.

Right.

- What the hell!

- Police.

I'm from Headquarters.

Can I question her in the back?

It's awful hot in there.

The roof's tin. Even at night,

it's like roasting in an oven.

Is this the only kind of gun

you handle?

Any old pistol

works in this racket.

Handled any Colts lately?

What's a Colt?

It's about this big.

Like this.

I loaned one out yesterday.

Where and when

are you supposed to get it back?

Shut up. I was supposed to get it back

tonight, where I met you.

I ran by him at the door

when you took off after me.

Boy, was he shocked.

Hey, that means you've still got

his ration card. Show me.

Man, you're a real amateur.

We hit 'em up for our share

when they bring the gun back.

This business is all about taking 'em

for everything we can.

After all, we're dealing with crooks.

Tough customers.

Hardly my game.

Meaning?

Remember the guy reading the paper

behind you? He's my lookout.

He holds on to the guy's ration card.

No use panicking.

They've all flown the coop by now.

Get it together, man.

Hurry up and take me in already.

It's so damned hot in here,

I'll roast to death.

No big deal, anyway.

Why are you so desperate

to get your Colt back?

You should have tried to grab

a pile of guns from that fence,

not just your Colt.

Shouldn't have brought her in.

But, sir...

I know how you feel. But there's

no proof she ever even had your Colt.

There's more than one Colt

in the world.

There was an assault

and robbery last night.

They took a bullet

out of the victim's elbow.

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