A pen, a boot and a $5,00 note

“I don’t miss it at all.”

The two old detectives had long since retired, but they would get together monthly to talk about old times.

“Remember that case,” Barret asked, a smirk on his face.

“You’re talking about the bet, aren’t you? You always bring this up!” Devner threw his hands up in defeat.

“Well, you bet that the pen was the murder weapon. I bet there was something about the boot. Turns out I was right.”

Devner slammed a five down on the table. “20 years and you still haven’t dropped it. Here’s the damn money I owe you.”

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Title by: Anonymous
Story by: Quintin

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