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added with a giggle, "He's a wildman."
I snorted, and then went back out to the truck to get the gear I
had picked up for Maria. I brought it back in, and handed her
the stack. A mk II second chance vest, a duster, a Stetson, and
a Bisley. The Bisley would be too large for the hands of most
women, but Maria was almost my size (and, I might add, in
better shape).
She went into the study, to try her gear on, and the Judge
looked at me and said, "Your confidence in my judgement
aside, I want you to show her the ropes, and see if she's going
to work out. I need Seth to go up to Phoenix to look into a pub
I'm interested in. He should be back by tomorrow night, and
then the three of you will be pulling security at the club, for
pub crawl"
Pub crawl, of course, being the yearly excuse for the whole city
of Tucson to get smashed, and rampage through the streets like
wild animals.
I just nodded. Saturday was a perfect chance to see her in
action. Collect a few of the "association fees" from the local
businesses, and then on to the insanity that would follow that
night.
Presently, Maria came out, with her gear on. It looked like it fit
her right, though the duster was a little short. I nodded, and told
her it was time to go.
We loaded her bags into the truck, and made the 90 minute
drive back to Tucson.
As we drove down the strip, I pointed out some of the
businesses we had "an interest in". She wrote some notes in a
small wirebound steno pad she had with her. I nodded in
or kill me