There was no sign of Jules. “Bad news,” said Elliot. “The man is sick. You’re going to have to settle for me. ” “Sick?” Vee demanded. “How sick? What kind of excuse is sick?” “Sick as in it’s coming out both ends. ” Vee scrunched her nose. “Too much information.
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