Six-2

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“That’s what I’m told. And you can examine as many cases as you want to at random.” “It’s a good buy if everything checks out,” he said. “I’ll think about it. Where can I reach you?” “I’m in here every day,” I said. “My name is John Milo. You can leave word that you want to see me with any of your bartenders.” “Okay,” he said. He moved away to serve a new customer. I sipped my drink and waited, and then I got the move I’d expected. The sick bulldog picked up his beer and moved down to the stool next to mine. “I hope you don’t mind,” he said. “What’s the difference? It’s a free country.” “I’d like to talk to you for a couple of minutes.” “I’ve noticed you like to talk,” I said. “Go ahead. But not about the Navy. I get seasick.” “I couldn’t help but hear what you were saying to Phil

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