“Morgan's house was in a big way. Duffy was quite surprised. He expected something good, but this was a lot better than good.
The front door was a plate-glass affair, plastered with wrought iron. The bell had to be reached for and pulled down, like the plumbing in an old-fashioned toilet.
Duffy called back to Olga, who was sitting in the car, “Some joint.” He self-consciously jerked the bell-pull hard.
Clive opened the door.
Duffy said, “Tell your Queen I want to see him.”
Clive threw up his hands and backed away from the door. He said in a shrill voice, “You get out...” Duffy pushed the door wide open, but he stayed where he was. He said in a level voice, “Get going or I'll start on you.”
Clive slid his hand inside his coat, and Duffy took a quick step forward and smacked Clive across the face.
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