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Ardua Pier

“Lady’s name was Marsha. Seven years ago, I sat in an over- heated kitchen that smelled of Meyer lemon and left- over Chinese take-out.” Rummy coughed. “Marsha. Wonder what happened to her?” “Ask around town. Put one of your boys on it. If she’s anywhere in North America, they’ll find her.” He shook his head […]

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