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Lucas was bitter. And for no reason other than he felt like being bitter.
But Lucas was like that, you know. He never needed a reason fc»* what he did. Whatever he did, he hated it.
He hated his downtown apartment, his life, his looks and, most of all, Lucas hated me. The feeling was mutual. But we needed one another on this occasion. He had information and I had to know it. I’m a cop.
I was assigned to case No. 5786 “dash” B: local break-ins. Seems there has been a rash of such burglaries when the weather threatened to lose its warmth. Lucas hated when the seasons changed. Well, for that matter, Lucas hated it when it got cold or when it got hot. Made no difference. Lucas simply hated weather.
But from the window of his Main Street apartment, Lucas could see the entire scheme of nighttime street life. His street, as he liked to call it, saw life only after dark.
He saw the neighborhood boys trolling for girls; the girls playing deaf and hard-to-get.
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