She'll Be Back," Ranger Said. "but Not

How Was Your Day?" Morelli Asked Me. "oh, You Know, The Usual. Stole A Truck. Blew Up A Building, And Brought Seven Monkeys Home With Me.

Why Do You Give Me Cars?" "it's Fun," Ranger Said."and It Keeps You Safe. Do You Want To Know Why Keeping You Safe Is Important To Me?" "you Love Me?" "yes." A Sigh Inadvertently Escaped. "we're Really Screwed Up, Aren't We?" "in A Very Large Way," Ranger Said.

Opening My Door To Dillon Ruddick, My Bulding Super. I Handed Him A Cup Of Coffee. "sorry About The Blood." "what Was It This Time?" No One Reported Gunfire." "i Hit A Guy In The Face With A Hair Dryer." "whoa." Dillon Said. "it Wasn't My Fault," I Told Him. "maybe We Should Lay Down Some Linoleum Here. It Would Make Things Easier For Clean Up.

You Should See Me Work My Magic In Leather" Ranger

Ranger Picked Up And There Was A Moment Of Silence As If He Was Sensing Me At The Other End, Taking My Body Temperature And Heart Rate Long Distance. “babe,” He Finally Said. “do You Know The Slum Apartment Building Bobby Sunflower Owns On Stark?” “yes. It’s On The Same Block As His Funeral Home.” “that’s The One. I’m Going In To Look For Someone. If You Don’t Hear From Me In A Half Hour Maybe You Could Send Someone To Check.” “is This A Smart Thing To Do?” “probably Not.” “as Long As You Know,” Ranger Said. And He Disconnected.