Boss Mahoney slowly uncovered the array of gleaming sharp implements on the small metal table, and the detective’s eyes widened, “They say anticipation of pain is worse than the actual experience itself. Let’s put that to the test, shall we ?”
“Trixie, say hello to the late Mr. Doyle who was supposed to be your contact this afternoon. A shame you were running so late and we got to him before you could, I’m sure he had lots to talk about.”
“Nice place you got here, melon tits, took me a while to find it! It wasn’t bad enough you had screw my man behind my back, but you let him buy you this place out in the country and that flashy new Mercedes too?”
“He just called to tell me he was going to be late at work, which means he’s coming over here for a quicky before he goes back home. But instead of a fast one, he’s going to find that car running and you sprawled on the floor beside it!”
Lead trainer Jenny walked in as the rustlers were putting champion mare Snowblind into the trailer. They made sure she couldn’t alert anyone until they were long gone with their prize.
