Re: On his trail!
Originally Posted by
MKJ
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So there I was in this sleazy nightclub at the wrong end of town; this well stacked bar room floozy approached me. 'Ain't seen you here before, stranger?'. Well I looked at her from top to bottom, she was quite a piece of work. 'So what darling', I said, 'go find some other sucker to latch onto. I ain't here to fraternise with the locals - move it sister'.
I was close, so close I could practically smell him. No-way was I leaving this s*** house without a lead to his whereabouts.
'Hey Angel', she shouted. 'We have a live one here'.
I smiled. It was so good to be awoken out of my semi-comatose state. I wouldn't hurt him too much, just enough to get some answers. The trail was getting warmer by the minute and about to get a lot warmer ...
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There it was again; that aroma. I know I'd been a PI for a long time but what now - I was turning into a police sniffer dog? Whatever, my nose twitched and my nostrils expanded; I sampled every aroma emanating from her to such an extent I could almost taste them. This trollop had met my prey very recently. I would get to her in due course, first I had to subdue the bouncer - no problems there, I welcomed the intrusion.