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It was hot. Damn hot. The kind of heat that clammed and clawed at your soul and made you dream of having your heart ripped out by an icy bitch just so she could piss chilled water down a hole in your chest.
In case you couldn't tell, I was going crazy. I'd been cooped up in my office in downtown with only my pot plant for company.
It was mid-July and I hadn't had a case since May or a dame since December. My bank account may have been empty, but my balls were bursting.
Yeah?
I need a dick.