THE SILVER PALM KILLINGS
THE SILVER PALM KILLINGS A Noir Story Part I The first thing you learn in this city is that everybody lies. The second thing you learn is that some lies are more expensive than others. I learned both at the Biltmore basement poker game on a Tuesday in November, 1947. I was there because my informant -- a kid named Mickey who owed me twenty bucks and a story about police corruption -- told me...
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