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"You got your gadget on?" Sal asked.

"Sugar, I'm offended." Lily snapped her g-string as she surveyed the audience through the peep hole. On stage, Heaven Leigh had stripped down to her feathered wings; Sally Rand had nothin' on this fan dance. "We need a Boston version tonight?"

"Nah. Looks like the mayor is going to cut us a break after the raid last week," Sal said as he shoved his battered fedora back.

"That slit-eyed tramp is the one that got us in trouble, flashing her blisters and grinding with that damn snake."