Deposit – 2

“Cops picked up the Sullivan kid.”

The bartender made a show of wiping the wet circle under Dzinski’s bottle before handing him another, with a cardboard coaster.

“Which one?

“Marty’s boy. You know, he worked the train yard.

“I knew the wife.”

They chuckled at the old joke.

“Anyway,” the bartender continued, “They think he did it.”

“Did he?” Dzinski asked.

“How should I know? You think anybody tells me anything?”

That one only got a smile.

“What are you doing down here anyway Frank?”

Dzinski thought about it. He paid for his beer and left.

“Nice seeing you.”

“Sure.”

31/31 for July.

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