Monday March 29, 2004
Book 5: The Scrapyard of Insufferable Arrogance — Part I: Hand to Mouth


Serial Peacemaker:
Thurl: Captain, I've got a live one. This guy wants protection from a lightly-armed mob closing on his property.
Tagon: That's police work, Thurl. It can't possibly pay enough.
Thurl: His bid is right here.
Tagon: That can't be right. He must be planning to stiff us.
Thurl: He offered us half down. Said he's in a hurry.
Tagon: He'll back down. That's too much for a retainer.
Thurl: Actually, we already have his money. He was in a big hurry