A3Writer: F³ WIP Delusions of Mediocrity
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Friday, February 23, 2018

F³ WIP Delusions of Mediocrity

            “It doesn’t work like that.”
            “And how does it work? Magic?” The scorn in Reese’s voice came through loud and clear.
            “Autopsy.”
            “What autopsy?”
            “The first guy to die from this stuff. Check out his autopsy, then you’ll see what this stuff does to people. It may start out nice and slow, but it builds, and then it’s too late.”
            “What’s his name?”
            “Hang on.” I dug into my bag to pull out the file, jostling the brooch from the stash free of its napkin. “Matsumoto. His name is—was—Ken Matsumoto.”
            “Matsumoto? He’s one of the dealers for the Russians. I’m sure they’re miffed that their own dealer used the competition’s product.”
            “Yeah. Bet they’re all broken up.”
            “You’re not telling me everything, Allen.”
            “I would happily tell you everything except that you would never believe it. Any time I come close to mentioning magic, you start ranting that I’m a con artist.”
            “You are. You’re a self-deluded con artist. That doesn’t mean you don’t end up in the mix of things. You’ve some knack for this detective thing if the BPD is willing to keep you on the payroll. I’ve got good money that says you were responsible for the new special division that Collins heads up.”
            “I need better delusions.”
            “Not so long as you can point me to the good stories.”



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