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Peter Decker 3-Book Thriller Collection
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2019
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Decker nodded.
“Now what is this about getting another juvey into the Donaldson halfway house?”
“I owe someone a favor.”
Morrison didn’t press it.
“Okay,” he said. “Start the paperwork.”
“Thanks, Captain.”
“When are you taking the lieutenant’s exam?”
“I thought maybe next year.”
“Why not this year?”
“I haven’t had a hell of a lot of time to study.”
“You’re a lawyer, Pete. After the bar, the exam should be a snap.”
Decker shrugged. He didn’t have time to study because the yeshiva courses were occupying all his free time—or lack thereof. But he couldn’t tell the captain that.
Morrison looked disapproving, but said nothing. He stood up and walked away without a word. Decker rubbed his eyes.
Man, he was tired.
The phone rang.
“Decker.”
“It’s the illustrious Patsy Lee Newford, better known as the redheaded superspy.”
“Patsy Lee Newford?”
“Hey Decker, that’s a boss name in Indiana.” She laughed, sounding like a soprano jackhammer.
“What do you have for me, Kiki?”
“Pode took a hike.”
“Know where he went?”
“Uh uh. But he was one of the major distributors of snuff films ’round these parts.”
“Yeah,” Decker said. “I found that out.”
A little too late.
“Have any other names of snuff men?” he asked.
“Nope. I’ll see what I can do.”
“Lie low, Kiki. This is getting messy. You’ve done enough. I’m working on paying you back like we discussed.”
She was silent.
“You there?” he asked.
“Yeah. I can’t believe you’re coming through.”
“Call me back in a week,” he said. “It should be all set up.”
“Okay. I’ll see what I can dig up in the meantime.”
“No!” Decker said, more loudly than he’d intended to. “Just cool it. We’ll find Pode ourselves. Don’t do any more.”
She was silent again.
“Kiki, if you keep poking around, you’re gonna get whacked. Is that straightforward enough?”
“Hey, I did all right so far. I can take care of myself.”
“Honey, I’m sure you can,” Decker said, backing off. “How ’bout you doing me a favor and just keep your nose clean until I can get you into this program?”
A long pause on the other end of the line.
“What’s it like?” she asked in a tiny voice.
“It’s a really good place, Kiki. Lots of trees and grass and a swimming pool. The people are good—strict but honest. You’ll do real well there.”
“Will you visit me?”
Decker hesitated, then said, “No. But you’ll make loads of friends, honey. Good friends.”
“What if I don’t make it, you know? I mean what if—”
“Kiki, let’s take it one day at a time.”
“It’s just that I’m not so sure it’s what I want. I mean I want to get off of the streets you know, but I’m real independent like.”
“You’ll do fine.”
“I mean I got a couple of quirks you know.”
“Everyone has quirks.”
“Do they have TVs there?”
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