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One-300 Carats Of Fei Tsui I was smoking my pipe and making faces at the back of my name on the glass part of the office door when Violets M'Gee called me up. There hadn't been any business in a week.
"How's the sleuth racket, huh? " Violets asked. He's a homicide dick in the sheriff's office, "Take a little flutter down at the beach? Body guarding or something, it is."