I heard them talking at the next table. Two men in their 50s, wearing dress shirts and good slacks. They were eating quiche. I swear they were planning a murder. One said, “He has to go.” The other man said, “I agree. We need to eliminate him permanently.” The first man leaned over the table and whispered – damn! I couldn’t hear it. I . . .
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