Brides of the Impaler (2008)
Brides of the Impaler
“Paul said, looking up from his booth at Harry’s Bar at the Helmsley Hotel. It was their after-work hangout, and seemed to be devoid of other attorneys but chock-full of stockbrokers, whose barside banter always proved more interesting than that of the former. Half of the brokers looked on the verge of suicide. Paul swizzled a Johnny Walker Blue on the rocks, and already had a bottle of Asahi waiting for Jess. Jess sat down as if winded, his hair perpetually disarrayed, and drained a third of th...e bottle.“I take it Massacessi’s people didn’t dig your arbitration rebuttal,” Paul suspected of his partner’s more-harried-than-usual look.“Oh, they loved it, but the traffic on Third sucks. Christ, it’s past seven.”“I always cut up Eighth, then swing over on Forty-second.”“Sure, probably to stop and snag some lap dances.”“Don’t need to.” Paul huffed a chuckle. “Since Cristina’s moved in, she’s turned into a dynamo. She’s wearing me out.”“There’s always the Big Blue.”“Yeah.MoreLess
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