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“If that fucking bastard touches you, I’ll murder him.” “He’s already dead.” “Then I’ll murder him twice.”
“There are five Night Courts here, one for each borough,” Jono pointed out. “What do you expect us to do? Carve up a new one for you? Why not just take Jersey?” “Don’t be ridiculous,” Carmen said with a disdainful sniff. “It’s Jersey.”
“Who ruined your shirt?” Patrick asked from his spot on the sofa. The question was innocuous enough, but the scowl on his face belied his desire for revenge. Jono really shouldn’t have found Patrick’s tendency toward violence hot, but he did.