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Howard Wallace, P.I.
Howard Wallace, P.I.
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Howard Wallace, P.I.
“What’s with the get-up? Is that the company uniform or something?”
“This? All P.I.s wear a trench coat.”
“Dude, that’s a brown bathrobe.”
I shrugged and straightened out my sleeves. “First rule of private investigation, Ivy: work with what you’ve got.”
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Howard Wallace, P.I.
shadow of a pug
My partner scanned the message and a slow grin took over her face as she said our four favorite words: “We have a case.”
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Howard Wallace, P.I.
sabotage stage left
"Is that our twelve o'clock I see lurking over there?" Ivy rolled up on her tiptoes to peer over my shoulder. "They look twitchy."
"Waiting's good," I said. "Builds character."
"What?" Ivy slid me a sideways look. "Are we billing by the hour now?"
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