"Newell brought his gun up a little. I wished I could get some moisture in my mouth.
Newell said, “So you know about the track?”
“Of course, what do you think I do with my time, knit? How much does the track pay off, Newell? Ten grand a month? Enough to commit murder for?”
(“Crime Gets a Head”, Milton Lamb, Ten Detective Aces
Little Grey Bungalow
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