I shrugged. “How come you quit the cops? Was it this stuff?” “What stuff?” She waved a hand at the bottles. “You know. The booze.” “Oh, hell, no,” I said. “I wasn’t even that heavy a hitter at the time. I just reached a point where I didn’t feel like being a cop anymore.” “What did it? Disillusionment? A lack of faith in the criminal justice system? Disgust with corruption?” I shook my head. “I lost my illusions early in the game and I never had much faith in the criminal justice system. It’s a terrible system and the cops just do what they can. As far as corruption goes, I was never enough of
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