There was no rush going down the fire stairs. I'd had enough exercise for one day. When i hit the lobby i didn't make for the street, but cut through the narrow passage leading to the Carnegie Tavern. I always buy myself a drink after finding.
The bar was jammed with the Happy Hour crowd. I elbowed through the press and ordered a double Manhattan on the rocks. When it came, i took a long swallow and struggled back ....
Falling Angel (Angel Heart)
William Hjortsberg
1978
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Angel Heart
1987
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