"Ray," Frase started. And stopped. Which I knew even before Dief barked at me, thank you very much. His eyes were focused and you could just see the shiny little wheels turning and turning in his perfect head. Then we were off, and boy, hang on to your hat, your sunglasses and your dentures, because I didn't think we were going to be stopping anywhere to collect $240-someshit Canadian dollars until we got where Fraser was going.
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