"Well, isn't this a picture," one of the cops said as we walked up. His head was clean shaven, and I knew he was one of the cops who brought me in that first day of summer. Plus he seemed to recognize me. He smiled and said, "Two birds, one stone." The other one dragged his eyes from Konny's astonishing physique to look me up and down. "Well, one bird, anyway. What the hell is that?" He nodded at me.
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