WITNESSAngelo was out on his feet, almost, from fatigue. He’d endured one hell of a day and, up to now, a long and tortuous night of hassle and grief. How long and how tortuous it would turn out to be, he was reluctant even to contemplate. He’d barely finished the gripe with Doofer on his cell when some guy knuckled the window with a key, loud enough to wake the street and maybe point the filth his way, and gestured for Angelo to open up.
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