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Originally posted by coquette203. "I'll see that you do" hissed Doyle, "in the meantime would you like to come in for a drink? Latitsia would you please pour a drink, martini if I recall correctly, for Mr. Fritz and a double scotch on the ROCK for me. Oh and if you'd like something please have whatever it is you prefer. Now Fritz about the real reason for your appearance/"
202. Fritz leered lasciviously long at Latitsia then turned back to the sheepishly nervous Doyle and said, because I understand that you have been using me in your diabolical plots. I don't recall getting the vig.
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Originally posted by coquette205. Latitsia blushed and said, "You're welcome Mr. Fritz". "Please call me Bartok. All my friends do". He thought, "she'll be mine but how do I get rid of Doyle?"
204. Quite simple, actually, answered Fritz. It's about time we stopped playing silly games with them and attack. I mean really attack. Thank you for the martini, Latitsia.
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Originally posted by coquette205. Latitsia blushed and said, "You're welcome Mr. Fritz". "Please call me Bartok. All my friends do". He thought, "she'll be mine but how do I get rid of Doyle?"
204. Quite simple, actually, answered Fritz. It's about time we stopped playing silly games with them and attack. I mean really attack. Thank you for the martini, Latitsia.
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Originally posted by coquette205. Latitsia blushed and said, "You're welcome Mr. Fritz". "Please call me Bartok. All my friends do". He thought, "she'll be mine but how do I get rid of Doyle?"
204. Quite simple, actually, answered Fritz. It's about time we stopped playing silly games with them and attack. I mean really attack. Thank you for the martini, Latitsia.
206. Dolye had a seizure and vomited and began choking on his vomit. Fritz was on the Fritz again and L "tits" was smiling at how easy the ploy worked. Mom's a genius, she thought, a real true genius. She knows just how men think, or rather, maybe, stop thinking when a pretty young girl just smiles and twists her hair and bats her eyelashes and blushes and crosses her legs and bites the tip of her finger pensively as though considering an offer. I'll have to remember that, she said to herself as she pressed MOM on her mobile to let her know that the game was won.
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Originally posted by coquette208. Unlike her mother "Tits" wasn't cut from the same cloth or at least hadn't been "involved" with the organization as long as her mother and as such, unfortunately for her, had pangs of regret about what she'd done. Instead of waiting the 5 minutes she called 911 right away and, as mother suggested, frantically screamed that someone had collasped. They told her not to touch them and someone would be there momentarily. As if she'd not understood what she'd been told and moved Doyles body (because he looked uncomfortable).
207. Sheila answered and cautioned L that a man isn't dead until he's got no pulse and the electric shocks don't do any good. Sheila advised her to wait aout 5 minutes and frantically call 911 and scream for help that someone just collapsed. Can't take any chances, you know, hon, she said.
209. Officer Krupke, a reformed paramedic, was walking the beat just down the block from Doyle's apartment when the 911 dispatch went out to Unit 6, only three blocks away. Officer Krupke dashed into the apartment building and up to the penthouse, only a 2-minute trip, to arrive at the penthouse apartment. The door was ajar and he dashed in to find a stunningly beautiful young woman in a very short tan satin and velvet dress bent over doing mouth-to-mouth on a man, about 45 or so. He caught the flash of a shadow from what seemed to be a hallway. Was that someone running away?
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Originally posted by coquette210. It wasn't by chance that Officer Krupke just happened to be at that exact spot, at that exact time because you see not only had he been a reformed paramedic but was also a medical school drop out back in 1545, who happened to predict this happening. Yes Officer Krupke was the infamous Nostradamus. He knew who the shadow was and as soon as he'd managed to stabalize Doyle he went after Fritz, leaving Tits to tend her father until the "real" paramedics arrived on scene.
209. Officer Krupke, a reformed paramedic, was walking the beat just down the block from Doyle's apartment when the 911 dispatch went out to Unit 6, only three blocks away. Officer Krupke dashed into the apartment building and up to the penthouse, only a 2-minute trip, to arrive at the penthouse apartment. The door was ajar and he dashed in to find a stunni ...[text shortened]... e caught the flash of a shadow from what seemed to be a hallway. Was that someone running away?
211. Of course, being a former US Navy Hospital Corpsman, 1545 was actually 3:45 p.m., and Nostradamus, was none other than his nickname in the department, as he had a "knack" for being in the right place at the right time. In this case, it was Sheila, his former "thang", who had tipped him off, so that he would be the first there.
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Originally posted by coquette212. He texted Sheila on his "safe" phone asking what was next. She replied that he was to see that Latitsia was to be removed from the situation by any means possible and returned to the "safe" house for interogation.Rupke advised that he was on his way back to the scene to "clean up" and he would contact her again when "the property" was safely in his hands.
211. Of course, being a former US Navy Hospital Corpsman, 1545 was actually 3:45 p.m., and Nostradamus, was none other than his nickname in the department, as he had a "knack" for being in the right place at the right time. In this case, it was Sheila, his former "thang", who had tipped him off, so that he would be the first there.
213. Fritz was fuming furiously in a ferociously frantic frenzy. HOW COULD THEY HAVE DONE THIS? HOW! He paced back and forth and reexamined the last 12 moves. I calculated 12 moves deep, he muttered under his digits, that . . that . . . . she couldn't have calculated deeper than that! She must have a different engine! She MUST be an engine user!
214. The one thing that fritz could not do, however, was notify the authorities. That was just one solution that was not doable, mainly because it would be a circumstantial accusation. Proof, real proof, was impossible. An amazing combination, no matter how deep, does not prove engine use, fritz realized. Still he played it over and over again and stared at the mate position and realized that latitsia, L, was lost. there was no way to pull her to safety . . . unless . . . .?