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Vera-Ellen laughed again.
"Goddamn, Clem...don't you know your boss's name by now?"
She tossed her golden hair and took a long pull of her beer as Clem struggled with his wriggling guts.
"I mean, that asshole on the bed was going by Sully the last time I cut him!"
She examined her bloody knife with joy. She turned her head, eyes full of surprised alarm, when she heard a voice from the shadows beyond the bed.
"I think the dumb fucker you just gutted is referring to me."
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"Gimme some sugar...and make it sweet."
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