“Do not forget the detective.”

“Why do you call him that?”

“What do you call him?”

“I don’t know. Sir? Captain? Dude? Partner? Man? you name it. But detective? I mean, maybe… But I thought I was the detective.”

“You’re a private investigator. Maybe he’s giving you a job. Maybe the interrogation is really an interview.”

“Hmmm.”

“I thought I was your partner.”

“Well, I guess you are aren’t you. Have you seen Lilli?”

“She’s around.”

I take another sip from my granite mug.

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