Family Matters IV

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Illya settled the limp man into a chair.  “The truth serum is working.  Can you hear me, Wendell?” he asked softly.

“Yes.”

“What did you take from Amy Solo?”

“Five diamond rings, a watch, ruby earrings and $1000.”

Illya had to stop Napoleon from punching the man in the face.

“Where are her things?” Napoleon demanded.

“My suitcase.”

Napoleon dumped the case upside down on the bed and took Amy’s things back plus $500 of his money.

“She’s too embarrassed to press charges; wipe his memory of Amy and us and send him back to Louisiana.

“With pleasure, moy droog.”