" George Baynes. Otherwise known as Runo Garbelli, a blue movie star..." ... although with his injuries he ain't gonna be in many more blue movies," ...he junior Detective quipped and Tony forced a smile."Ya ain't got nothin'," Tony spat and the Detective shook his head."I got Willie." Tony's expression changed. "Ya see, Willie's been working for us for months. We got a lot," the Detective promised and watched as Tony rubbed the bridge of his nose. "We'll break for lunch," he said firmly and. There was a good chance that a man would be hit by a splinter of wood, even if he was missed by a bullet. Finally, the man nearest the door decided to make a run for it, but I was ready for that sort of maneuver. I admit it—I was lucky, but I did manage to shatter his hip as he tried to run away. The .45 bullet packs quite a punch when it only has a layer or two of cloth to penetrate.The man fell fully in the open, so I could have killed him with another shot if I had wanted to. He had lost his. Her hand to her breast, her hair fanned out on the pillow beneath her. Her face so peaceful, looking so much like a little girl with her freckle covered face. In the morning watching her as she sipped her coffee on the couch, her long legs pulled up to her chest, one foot resting on the other, holding the cup close to her letting it warm her. Then she would catch me staring at her and I would get ‘that’ look! She always thought my stares had to do with sex, that I was just looking at her. Of her impudence. She had lasted a lot longer than some. He remembered the first girl, the girl who wouldn’t quit crying. She called the knife. She hadn’t lasted three days. But a task force was something new and delicious. They couldn’t find him, they had nothing on him. Mr. Big Shot Detective Nick Saint couldn’t find his ass with a flash light, road map and both hands. He smothered his giggles into his hand. And his partner, whoa, now she was something. All blonde, cool good looks and ice.