It was a cold day in hell. The rain slammed into me with the fury of an angered lover. I pulled my hat down to shield my eyes, but it didn't help much. Why am I stuck out in the rain? I'm a Shamus, a Private Dick. The name is Deacon, Jack Deacon. To make a long story short, I was promised five Cs to keep an eye on this mug. He's known as Turgenev around these parts.
That's why I'm standing in the rain with my coat's collar pulled up in a poor attempt to keep my neck dry. A complete waste of time. I was wetter than the whiskey they served at O'Hannigan's.
I get to follow this palooka around and that's what I'm doin'. So far this is what I know about this lay. The mark frequents these establishments the most often...
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The rain had finally stopped. It looks like this cat is on the move again. I best be goin'. Don't worry, I'll report back with more or my name isn't Jack Deacon.