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“Mr. Flynn treated you nicely?” “Yeah. “ I nodded. I was coming into trickier territory now, but I went for it. “By the manner, Chamique, going back on the night you have been employed to strip. . . “ I felt my breath go a touch shallow. “Did you perform different services on any of the men in attendance?” I met her eye. She swallowed, however she held it collectively. Her voice was soft. The edges had been long gone now. “Yeah. “ “Were these favors of a s****l nature?” “Yeah. “ She decreased her head. “Don’t be ashamed,” I said. “You wanted the money. “ I gestured toward the defense table. “What’s their excuse?” “Objection!” “Sustained. “ But Mort Pubin wasn’t done. “Your Honor, that assertion become an outrage!” “It is an outrage,” I agreed. “You have to castigate your clients
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