Читать книгу Starport - George Martin R.R. - Страница 14

WE’LL DO

OUR BEST TO GET

THEM BACK FOR YOU,

MRS. MANISCALCO.

CAN YOU DESCRIBE

THE PURSE?

YOU WERE

THERE, OFFICER

MORELLO.

BROWN.

IT WAS

BROWN.

OR DID

I TAKE THE

BLACK ONE

TODAY?

YOU AND PARK

HAD HIM, AND YOU

LET HIM GET

AWAY!

GIMME A BREAK,

SARGE. THE GUY TOOK

OFF! WHAT THE HELL

WERE WE SUPPOSED

TO DO?

RUN HIM

DOWN–THE WAY

WE DID WHEN I

WAS ON THE

STREETS!

IT WAS A SIMPLE

PURSE-SNATCHING,

MORELLO. MAYBE IF

YOU SPENT MORE TIME

IN THE GYM AND LESS

IN THE DONUT SHOP,

RUNNING DOWN A

SUSPECT WOULDN’T

BE SO...

NO OFFENSE,

SERGEANT

MONDRAGON, BUT

WHEN YOU WERE ON

THE STREETS, THE

PURSE-SNATCHERS

DIDN’T HAVE

WINGS!

EXCUSE ME?

YEAH. HE

WASN’T RUNNING

AWAY. THE LITTLE

PISSANT COULD

FLY.