I knew the murderer was somewhere in historic Delaware, but what bothered me more was the dame at the counter. I knew I'd seen her before, but I couldn't place where. Until I came to a few hours later, and saw the ape who had hit me over the head with a lead pipe. Then I remembered she was Big Mort's floozey.
Yeah, I was close to solving the case. Too close. It wasn't a matter of finding the killer. It was a matter of living to see another sunrise. I guess I'll find out in another hour. I've got an angle on Big Mort, but I don't know if it's going to save my skin.
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Yeah, I was close to solving the case. Too close. It wasn't a matter of finding the killer. It was a matter of living to see another sunrise. I guess I'll find out in another hour. I've got an angle on Big Mort, but I don't know if it's going to save my skin.
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Srsly, I was lolling. My favorite part is that it's Mort who's after you. Big Mort.
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