else on the New Orleans police force could kiss his ass.
He smiled at the realization that the police, independent of his buddy M.L.C. Williams, thought enough of his skills to have that detective call. Must be something unusual. Perhaps it’s related to the bayou murder or that set of crooks from Austria, the Von Tepp international gang of shipping thugs! There’s some unfinished business with those cats. After all they’re the ones who set Jake up and caused him to spend four years in jail!
“Call Swift and Joe at the paper, plus the folks at Channel 6 and have them meet me there ... but rope ’em off; you know how to do it ...”
“Got ya, Fourrdey ...” The detective’s happiness crossed the wires and landed in Luke’s consciousness. That’s all he really requires — courtesy and respect. Being called ‘fourrdey’ sealed the usually loose bond between them (‘them’ being the police or anyone calling and interacting with L.J.) and provided the impetus for the private eye to put on his best eyes ...
The tunes keep flowing into the consciousness of my existence:
“Southern trees bear strange fruit ...”
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