"Rita," he said, and his voice was a broken guitar string, "I need...

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"Rita," he said, and his voice was a broken guitar string, "I need the money."

"You lent hundred thousand to who?" He said a name. I knew that name. Not because I had met the person, but because in the geography of Los Angeles' underground, some names were landmarks you navigated by and others were warnings you avoided. This one was a warning. Vincent Moretti appeared at the doorway. He wore a grey suit that cost more than my monthly rent, his hair was combed with a...

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