Starport. George R.r. Martin

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      LISTEN TO

      ME, OFFICER...

      OFFICER...WHAT’S

      YOUR NAME?

      OFFICER

      LISA RUTLEDGE.

      ANYTHING YOU SAY

      CAN AND WILL BE USED

      AGAINST YOU...

      ESPECIALLY THAT CRAP

      ABOUT BEING A COP!

      IN YOU GO.

      YOU

      ALL RIGHT,

      MA’AM?

      WHAT

      DID SHE

      SAY?

       AYSACH LEESAY NOAHASOMU WAILAANIS. CHAIT SLEEVA CHAI!

      HOW THE

      HELL DO I KNOW?

      I DON’T SPEAK

      MUNCHKIN.

      I DON’T

      BELIEVE THIS!

      LIFE’S A

      BITCH, MAN.

      ESPECIALLY WHEN YOU

      GET YOUR ASS HANDED

      TO YOU BY A BUNCH

      OF UMPA

      LUMPA-LOVIN’

      COPS!

      THIS IS

      NOT HAPPENING ON MY FIRST DAY.

      LISTEN, IF YOU

      COULD JUST LET

      ME SPEAK TO THE

      CAPTAIN...

      I WANT

      A SHYSTER,

      MAN! I GOT

      RIGHTS!

      ...CAN I

      GET YOUR FULL

      NAME FOR OUR

      REPORT?

      JANE

      MANISCALCO,

      DEAR.

      GET

      YOUR HANDS

      OFF!

      THIS IS NOT HAPPENING.

      HOW DO

      YOU SPELL THAT,

      MA’AM?

      MANISCALCO.

      JUST LIKE IT SOUNDS,

      OFFICER PARK. IT’S

      NOT JUST THE

      MONEY.

      ALL MY CREDIT

      CARDS WERE IN

      THERE. AND THE PICTURES

      OF MY GRANDKIDS...

      AND MY DRIVER’S

      LICENSE.

      WE’LL DO

      OUR BEST TO GET

      THEM BACK FOR YOU,

      MRS. MANISCALCO.

      CAN YOU DESCRIBE

      THE PURSE?

      YOU WERE

      THERE, OFFICER

      MORELLO.

      BROWN.

      IT WAS

      BROWN.

      OR DID

      I TAKE THE

      BLACK ONE

      TODAY?

      YOU AND PARK

      HAD HIM, AND YOU

      LET HIM GET

      AWAY!

      GIMME A BREAK,

      SARGE. THE GUY TOOK

      OFF! WHAT THE HELL

      WERE WE SUPPOSED

      TO DO?

      RUN HIM

      DOWN–THE WAY

      WE DID WHEN I

      WAS ON THE

      STREETS!

      IT WAS A SIMPLE

      PURSE-SNATCHING,

      MORELLO. MAYBE IF

      YOU SPENT MORE TIME

      IN THE GYM AND LESS

      IN THE DONUT SHOP,

      RUNNING DOWN A

      SUSPECT WOULDN’T

      BE SO...

      NO OFFENSE,

      SERGEANT

      MONDRAGON, BUT

      WHEN YOU WERE ON

      THE STREETS, THE

      PURSE-SNATCHERS

      DIDN’T HAVE

      WINGS!

      EXCUSE ME?

      YEAH. HE

      WASN’T RUNNING

      AWAY. THE LITTLE

      PISSANT COULD

      FLY.

      ...AS

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