The Eighth Dwarf (36 page)

“Oh, shit,” Jackson said. “Get in the car.”

The dwarf beamed. “I'll just get my bag.” Suddenly, Ploscaru was full of plans “After Amsterdam, you know where we'll go, don't you?”

“Where?”

“Cannes. We'll drive down to Cannes and lie on the beach and drink wine and look at women. Now, doesn't that sound splendid?”

“Sure,” Minor Jackson said. “Splendid.”

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