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- FINAL JUSTICE
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- FINAL JUSTICE
- Contents
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Epilogue
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Lizzie was humming under her breath, a tune Ted more or less recognized but couldn't quite put his finger on. Then it came to him, and he laughed out loud. A Kenny G song, "What A Wonderful World." He was still laughing as they walked around the casino.
Lizzie stopped humming long enough to say, "I don't think you want to know. When we leave, that particular valet will not be working here."
"And you know this. . .how?"
"Are you sure you really want to know?"
Ted wasn't sure if he did or not, but he knew damn well Maggie would want to know. "Yeah," he said.
Lizzie, aware of cameras and all things security, whispered in Ted's ear. He stopped in midstride and burst out laughing all over again. Lizzie smiled and looked upward and waved and mouthed the words, "See you in a bit." To Ted she said, "I play to win, I told you that."
"Wait, wait. How do you know Cricket is the owner of that car?"
"I saw him drive into the garage. He's not going to let some kid park a car like that. Not to worry, it was Cricket. Look, Ted, I'm not as evil as you think. This morning I went out for coffee to bring back and there, in the parking lot of the condo, was this guy from Edison, New Jersey, staring at a red Corvette he won in a crap game. He was drunk as a skunk and worrying about how he was going to explain the Corvette and being here in the first place to his wife. Seems he came here with a few friends, who disappeared on him after the crap game and headed back to New Jersey, and left him high and dry. There he was, clutching the title to the car and I said I'd give him ten grand for it, and he said okay. End of story. So, no, it is not a rental, no, I will not claim any damage to it, and when we leave here tonight, I will turn the car over to the valet, who is now working at the Venetian. Win-win, Ted."
"But who is going to pay for the damage to Cricket's car? Not that I care."
"When this is all over, I'll step up to the plate or negotiate a settlement. Don't worry, Ted, I got it covered."
Ted was laughing again as Lizzie went back to humming "What A Wonderful World."