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Small Town Monsters

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hadn’t objected. Kurt figured he wasn’t alone in not knowing The General’s real name.

“Well, that’s a fine how-dee-do; a man tries to do his civic duty and all he gets for it is a brow-beating.”

“Just stay off this channel. Listen all you like, but please don’t break in. If you have something to report, call it into the station.”

There was a click as the General signed off.

Kurt put the handset to his mouth. “Clay, you still there?”

Clay chuckled into the handset. “Yes, I’m here.”

“It isn’t funny.”

“Okay, you got it, chief; it isn’t funny.” Clay chuckled anyways, even though it wasn’t funny.

“Just meet me up at Peoples’s ranch.”

“Okay, but like I said, you owe me lunch.”