Blood Bank
“Vicki, be careful!" "Sorry. Sometimes I forget how sharp they are." "Terrific." He wove his fingers through her hair and pulled just hard enough to make his point. "Don't." "Don't what?" She grinned up at him, teeth gleaming ivory in the moonlight spilling across the bed. "Don't forget or don't—" The sudden demand of the telephone for attention buried the last of her question.
Detective-Sergeant Michael Celluci sighed. "Hold that thought," he said, rolled over, and reached for the phone. "Cellu...ci." "Fifty-two division just called. They've found a body down at Richmond and Peter they think we might want to have a look at." "Dave, it's..." He squinted at the clock. ". . . one twenty-nine in the a.m. and I'm off duty." On the other end of the line, his partner, theoretically off duty as well, refused to take the hint. "Ask me who the stiff is?" Celluci sighed again. "Who's the stiff?" "Mac Eisler." "Shit." "Funny, that's exactly what I said." Nothing in Dave Graham's voice indicated he appreciated the joke.MoreLess
Detective-Sergeant Michael Celluci sighed. "Hold that thought," he said, rolled over, and reached for the phone. "Cellu...ci." "Fifty-two division just called. They've found a body down at Richmond and Peter they think we might want to have a look at." "Dave, it's..." He squinted at the clock. ". . . one twenty-nine in the a.m. and I'm off duty." On the other end of the line, his partner, theoretically off duty as well, refused to take the hint. "Ask me who the stiff is?" Celluci sighed again. "Who's the stiff?" "Mac Eisler." "Shit." "Funny, that's exactly what I said." Nothing in Dave Graham's voice indicated he appreciated the joke.MoreLess
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