![]() ![]() I’ve been hacking away at the damn thing for years but have never been able to completely sever it. I was born and raised in the burg and while my current apartment is approximately a mile outside the burg boundary I’m still tethered by an invisible umbilical. His store is set on the edge of the burg, a comfy residential chunk of Trenton where houses and minds are proud to be narrow and hearts are generously wide open. Moses Bedemier, better known as Uncle Mo, started selling ice cream and penny candy on June 5, 1958, and has been at it ever since. I rolled my eyes so far into the top of my head I almost fell over backward. Vinnie slumped his slim, boneless body into the chair behind his desk and rested his head on the padded leather back. You’ve been a bounty hunter for five fucking months. ‘‘It’s the kind of penny-ante stuff you do. ‘‘I’m not giving this two-bit Failure to Appear to Ranger,’’ Vinnie said. ‘‘I’ve never refused a case before, but I can’t pick this guy up. ‘‘I can’t do this,’’ I said to my cousin, Vinnie. ![]() Inside the offices of Vincent Plum, bail bond agent, the atmosphere was no less grim, and I was sweating not from heat but from panic. ![]() The sky was gunmetal gray, and the air sat dead cold on cars and sidewalks. ![]()
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