Chapter Eight-2

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“Noble my man. But you said Dulcie is a tart. So what did it matter?” “It mattered Mac. She’s a good kid and Jerry’s a slime ball.” “I don’t really see where I come in.” “I was hoping that you might bend his ear on account I jumped into the Manchester Ship Canal and pulled your drowning wife out.” “Yes you did,” Mac agreed. “Another noble gesture no doubt.” “So?” Ray almost pleaded. “Did you ever stop to think Raymond how she got into the canal in the first place?” “Fell I thought.” “No Ray. She was pushed. Pushed by me. She was f*****g McGee and planning to leave me. Cardinal crimes in my book. Disloyal. Showing me up in front of the lads. Hell I was heading for laughing stock of the year. So I made it look like an accident even to Lisa and along comes you minus your shining armou

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