“Any luck in locating Gorcey?” “No. Hasn’t been around in over a week, apparently.” Jack sighed, his leg bouncing with irritation. “Fucking find him. Search the city. In the meantime, send the missing payments to his wife with my apologies.” “I’ll handle it. By the way, Rye wants to know if you’re going to the fights tonight or if you’re headed over to Bond Street this afternoon.” “Bond Street.” Cooper’s mouth twitched like this answer amused him. Jack snapped, “Something to say before you fetch Mrs. Jenkins for me?” “I think it’s sweet, is all. Rye and I both like her.” Before Jack could
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