The Mortal Groove
“A few seconds later, Larry appeared in the doorway, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
“You shaved off your mustache,” said Randy, tossing down his pen and leaning back.
“Had to,” said Larry. “Didn’t want Gunderson to be able to ID me to the police—if worst came to worst.” He took off his baseball cap and let his pony tail drop down his back.
Against his better judgment, Randy had allowed Del to talk him into giving the bribe idea a shot. He reasoned that nobody could tie them to Larry. And if... Larry did get caught, he’d promised to say it was his idea, that Randy and Del had nothing to do with it. At the very least, that gave them deniability. “So? You talked to her?”
“Yup. Met her at a bar in downtown Minneapolis.”
“How’d it go?”
Larry walked over and set the attache case next to the desk. Instead of taking one of the chairs close to Randy, he chose the leather couch across the room. Stretching out, he took a drag from his cigarette. “She’s smart,”MoreLess
“You shaved off your mustache,” said Randy, tossing down his pen and leaning back.
“Had to,” said Larry. “Didn’t want Gunderson to be able to ID me to the police—if worst came to worst.” He took off his baseball cap and let his pony tail drop down his back.
Against his better judgment, Randy had allowed Del to talk him into giving the bribe idea a shot. He reasoned that nobody could tie them to Larry. And if... Larry did get caught, he’d promised to say it was his idea, that Randy and Del had nothing to do with it. At the very least, that gave them deniability. “So? You talked to her?”
“Yup. Met her at a bar in downtown Minneapolis.”
“How’d it go?”
Larry walked over and set the attache case next to the desk. Instead of taking one of the chairs close to Randy, he chose the leather couch across the room. Stretching out, he took a drag from his cigarette. “She’s smart,”MoreLess
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