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'
What
brings
you
around
,
boyo
?
’
Deane
asked
,
offering
Case
a
narrow
bonbon
wrapped
in
blue
-
and
-
white
checked
paper
.
'
Try
one
.
Ting
Ting
Djahe
,
the
very
best
.
’
Case
refused
the
ginger
,
took
a
seat
in
a
yawing
wooden
swivel
chair
,
and
ran
a
thumb
down
the
faded
seam
of
one
black
jeans
-
leg
.
'
Julie
,
I
hear
Wage
wants
to
kill
me
.
’
'
Ah
.
Well
then
.
And
where
did
you
hear
this
,
if
I
may
?
’
'
People
.
’
'
People
,
’
Deane
said
,
around
a
ginger
bonbon
.
'
What
sort
of
people
?
Friends
?
’
Case
nodded
.
'
Not
always
that
easy
to
know
who
your
friends
are
,
is
it
?
’
'
I
do
owe
him
a
little
money
,
Deane
.
He
say
anything
to
you
?
’
'
Haven
’
t
been
in
touch
,
of
late
.
’
Then
he
sighed
.
'
If
I
didknow
,
of
course
,
I
might
not
be
in
a
position
to
tell
you
.
Things
being
what
they
are
,
you
understand
.
’
'
Things
?
’
'
He
’
s
an
important
connection
,
Case
.
’
