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ded them out. One for me. One for Morelli. And two for Bob. Morelli cracked open two beers. We each took a long pull and dug into the subs. Morelli channel surfed while he ate,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], finally settling on wrestling.
"I'm tired,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]," Morelli said. "You scare the hell out of me and it makes me tired."
I was way beyond tired. I was numb. I had a lot of questions for Morelli, but I didn't want the answers tonight. I wasn't up to thinking. I could barely chew and swallow.
Tomorrow morning I had to go to the station and tell a recording machine everything I knew about Fisher Cat and the game. Tomorrow would be a big questions-and-answers day. Hopefully when I woke up my brain would be back in thinking mode.
Good thing wrestling was on. You don't need a brain to enjoy wrestling. Lance Storm was kicking the beejeezus out of some new guy who looked like King Kong's mutant brother. Storm was wearing little bright red panties that made him easy to find in my befuddled state. I opened a second beer and silently toasted Storm's panties.
Chapter Thirteen
MORELLI NUDGED ME awake. "Rise and shine,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych]," he said. "I need to get to work and you need to come with me."
"There's something poking me in my back."
He slid his arms around me. "Actyilai：
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