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Buster
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BY THE TIME Friday hit, I was ready to murder more than just a Gold Viper or family member. I wanted to put a bullet between Joe’s eyes. The guy was driving me f*****g crazy. Fortunately, I’d managed to slip out on Thursday night and find myself another honey. She’d been a manager at a sandwich place we’d visited earlier in the week and had given me the cold shoulder when I’d tried flirting with her. Now, the stuck-up broad was just another headline in the news. After having my way with her, I’d dumped her body in Lake Halper. I doubted her death could be linked to me, unless they found the necklace I’d taken from the snooty b***h. An emerald pendant dangled from the rope and I knew it was worth a lot more than the bracelet. Rita was going to love Christmas
