Apr. 17th, 2015

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Whatever did Howard do with all of this space? Maybe that was why he kept inventing, instead of resting on his laurels-- or his ever-changing evening companions. He needed ridiculous devices and machines to fill out all of these rooms and entire homes he had but didn't live in.

Angie was walking her usual beat around Broadway. One theater director seemed interested in having her in a chorus line, so she was pursuing that, and Peggy was pursuing just how her spare revolver could have gotten lost in the void of all this space, when--

Well, most ladies who walked around alone at night had a very developed sense of when they were not alone, when they were being stared at, when someone couldn't seem to get enough of just looking at them.

Her spare revolver was lost, but she had her usual sidearm ready and Howard soundproofed these walls for some reason she'd rather not contemplate and cut off her contemplation by firing four quick shots in succession.

"If I missed, believe me, it was on purpose," she said darkly.

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