Drawing Dead
“It must be pheromones.
—Laura Debrowski, speculating on the charms of Catfish Wicky A full belly gives a man a sense of focus.
This highly focused thought carried Crow much of the way from the Black Forest Inn to his apartment. Something about the potential energy in a stomach full of good German food made the world seem no more than a manageable extension of his life. His car would be repaired. Dickie would make good on his marker. The cards would fall his way. Soon he would have time to think about things like falling in love and discovering meaning in his life.
Walking down Nicollet Avenue past a cluster of Vietnamese and Hmong businesses, gut full of spaetzle, paprika schnitzel, and cabbage, Crow smiled in the fading evening light. It was another hot one. He walked slowly so as not to break a sweat, and he let his mind drift.
Debrowski was in Chicago, baby-sitting two of her bands, and would not be back until tomorrow.
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