![]() ![]() All she had to do was get Mouse out from under Sherman. Bronicki, who’d caught her at the front door and refused to leave until he’d had his say. Unfortunately, obstacles kept creeping up, beginning with Mr. She’d allowed plenty of time to get dressed and make the trip downtown for her 11 A.M. But her alley parking space was too tight. It testified to the importance of her appointment with the Python that she momentarily considered trying to maneuver the car around the body. An empty screw-top bottle lay near his chest, which rose and fell with the sounds of his wet snorts. One extremely cautious glance under the car revealed they were attached to a homeless man known only as Mouse, who was famous in her Wicker Park neighborhood for his lack of personal hygiene and fondness for cheap wine. But dirty bare feet stuck out from beneath her nana’s ancient Crown Victoria. If Annabelle hadn’t found a body lying under “Sherman,” she wouldn’t have been late for her appointment with the Python. ![]()
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