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Korup-shun
Constable Isaaks
“I ain’t done nothing! I swear, whoever you’re looking for, it ain’t me! Whatever been done, I ain’t done it! And even if anyone saw, it wasn’t me I tell ya!”
“Relax, Amos,” he says as he limps to the peddler’s cart. “Whatever you did, I’m not here about it.”
“You’re not ....? You feelin’ alright, Constable?”
“I’m doing just fine, Amos.” He lingers over the wares displayed in the cart before selecting a couple small items and handing the peddler a few coins in payment.
“Since when are you the shoppin’ kind? You can’t be feelin’ right, you just can’t. You’re gettin’ me worried here, Constable. You sure you don’t wanna sit down and rest a minute?”
“Word is you’ve been trying, Amos,” he says as he presses the coins into the peddler’s hand. “Word also is someone’s been leaning on you.” Looking Amos squarely in the eyes he continues, “You just keep trying and I’ll see about that someone.”
“You’d do that? For me?” His startled eyes narrow. “What’s the catch?”
“You just keep trying, Amos.”
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