ch03sec04donutDigger Brown and Saul Winters discussed the forensics results at the Donut King. They both knew that the girl took precedence over the bums, but it appeared that the girl had just run into some bad luck.

“We sure have our nuts in a vice over this one,” Digger spooned the egg yolk with a slice of toast, ‘just waiting for the diamond press.” He couldn’t help smile at his own joke, but Saul was not laughing. Winters thumbed another phrase into his phone.


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