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316 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 17, 2016
"…Try another stunt like that phone call, and I'm putting you in bracelets. We are clear?"
"Tell me, Hoffman, are you always such a flirt?"
"Screw you," he said. "You're the one who looks like a fruit." I followed his glance down at my rented tuxedo, complete with cummerbund. He might have a point.
"Who are you supposed to be?" Gert asked in a New York-sharp accent, giving me a quick up and down. "Bruce Wayne?"
"Not such a smartass now, are you?" He said. "I don't know," I answered blearily, buildings whirling overhead. "My reserves are pretty impressive."
When he turned back to face me, I drove a fist into his nose. "That's for this morning," I said. Floyd staggered back, a hand to his spurting nose. "Y-you broke it!" "Believe me, it's an enhancement."
"Well, cheer up. That's about to change," I said, thinking of Arnaud's warning. "Out. Now." When she didn't move, I exercised the nuclear option. "No more goat's milk until you do."