Violence Is Golden

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Like everybody else, Michael Shayne was on his feet yelling. He had five hundred dollars on the local team. With the score tied and three minutes left in the second quarter, the Dolphin quarterback slipped between two tacklers, scrambled out of the grasp of another, waited, and finally found an open receiver. The man had the defense beaten by a step, and scored.

Sitting beside Shayne, Tim Rourke yelled something that was lost in the din. A moment later the kick was good.

“Mike, how do you do it?” Rourke cried happily as the noise began to subside. “This guy, no kidding,” he said to the pretty girl between them. “He hasn’t lost a football bet all year.”

They sat down, and Rourke, who was emphatically off duty as a Miami News reporter, produced a nest of plastic cups and a pint flask from a hamper between his feet. “After all that exercise, we deserve a drink.”

“Mike Shayne, yes?” a voice said politely. “The detective?”

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