Starport. George R.r. Martin

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KNOW...

      HEY,

      RICHY!

      IT’S SERGEANT

      MONDRAGON,

      DETECTIVE STAMM,

      NOT RICHY.

      I SEE

      THEY’VE GIVEN

      YOU A NEW

      PARTNER.

      I’M SERGEANT

      RICHARD MONDRAGON.

      WELCOME TO THE

      ZOO, SON.

      AND MY

      SYMPATHIES

      ON YOUR

      PARTNER.

      HEY...

      AND ANOTHER

      BATHROOM...YOU

      GETTING ALL

      THIS?

      SO,

      JUST HOW

      SEXY AM

      I?

      ABOUT

      AS SEXY AS

      SOMETHING I’D

      FLUSH DOWN

      THE TOILET.

      I CAN’T

      BELIEVE SHE’S

      SENDING YOU

      BACK IN.

      YEAH, WELL,

      SHE HAS TO. I

      HAVEN’T LEARNED

      ALL THE WORDS TO

      “EARTHLAND UBER

      ALLES” YET.

      I WANT

      YOU TO WEAR

      A WIRE.

      LOVE TO!

      DARLING IDEA,

      REALLY. SO KIND

      OF YOU TO

      SUGGEST IT.

      THE THING IS,

      THERE’S THIS HOT

      LITTLE EARTHBLOOD

      NUMBER WHO CAN’T

      KEEP HER HANDS

      OFF ME.

      SO IMAGINE,

      THERE WE ARE

      PETTING IN THE BUNKER,

      AND SHE SLIDES HER

      HAND UNDER MY SHIRT,

      AND...OH MY

      GOODNESS...

      SURPRISE!

      IT’S. A.

      WIRE!

      ONLY YOU

      WOULD HAVE THAT

      KIND OF PROBLEM,

      AARON.

      YEAH,

      WELL...

      ...I KNEW THE

      JOB WAS DANGEROUS

      WHEN I TOOK IT. DON’T

      BE JEALOUS, RICHY.

      IT LOOKS BAD

      ON YOU.

      HEY, NICE LOOK, MORELLO.

      YOU UNDERCOVER AS A

      COUCH POTATO, OR DID

      YOU JUST FORGET

      YOUR SHIRT?

      I’VE HAD

      THAT URGE MYSELF,

      FROM TIME

      TO TIME.

      THAT’S “EAT

      IT, DETECTIVE STAMM.”

      THESE ARE

      OUR NEIGHBORS,

      OFFICERS JI-HUN PARK

      AND LOUIS MORELLO,

      UNDERCOVER CHICAGO

      FASHION ICONS.

      AN ALIEN...

      UHH...HEH...THREW UP ON HIM.

      EAT IT,

      STAMM!

      THAT’S MY

      DESK BACK BY THE

      STAIRS, AND THIS IS

      YOU. MY LAST PARTNER

      DIED IN THAT CHAIR.

      MASSIVE CEREBRAL

      HEMORRHAGE.

      WENT

      JUST LIKE

      THAT.

      HOW MANY

      PARTNERS

      HAVE YOU HAD,

      ANYWAY?

      YOU

      CAN’T COUNT

      THAT HIGH.

      DAMN,

      MORELLO, YOU

      FORGET HOW

      TO USE A

      REMOTE?

      SCREW YOU,

      DETECTIVE

      STAMM.

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