"Oh, uh . . . about your, uh . . . account. I'll be around soon. That is, within the next few. ..." The Skip Tracer's voice was muffled.
"We'll come to some kind of an agreement." Now the voice was loud and clear. The door opened and wind blew through the room. The door closed and the curtains settled back, one curtain trailing over a sofa as though someone had taken it and tossed it there.
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