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LI'L DICKIE DUTCHBOY CHAPTER 3:
Li'l Dickie Dutchboy followed the toothless woman to a small, dark apartment that smelled of sour milk and spilled beer. Roaches scuttled across the dirty dishes stacked in the sink.
"Gee whiz, ma'am, can't you tell me who the killer is now?"
She lit a smoke and jerked a thumb toward the sink. "I'll tell ya soon as you do them dishes."
"Awwww, dadgum it!" cried Li'l Dickie Dutchboy.
To be continued...