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| You've got to help me! My husband is trying to kill--wait a minute, who the deuce are you? | |
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| I'm "Cat" McCord, P.I. Take a load off and spill the beans, baby. Me on clock. | |
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It was hot that night, but so was the broad. I tailed her old man down to the waterfront but one of his goons must've got the jump on me...
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| ...and when you wake up, there's a dead city council man. What the hell were you doing down here on the docks anyway? | |
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