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The late summer sunshine lit up the street as Harry sat in the car watching the dark haired woman leave the bar. She narrowed her eyes, careful not to be seen. The expensively dressed woman reminded Harry of a reject from Dynasty as she walked along the pavement. Rolling her eyes she knew that the woman was exactly the type Dempsey would go for. A glance down at her left hand smiling slightly as she saw the delicate engagement ring on her finger. It seemed Dempsey's taste in women had changed. She grabbed the radio.
"Charlie Echo to base."
"Go ahead." Spiking's voice could be heard through the radio as Harry waited.
"Miss Harrington has left the hotel."
"I see her. Dempsey is on her tail."
"I bet he is." Harry mumbled. She suddenly felt old, frumpy and decidedly unglamorous. The high fashionista world they had been investigating for drugs smuggling was beginning to get to her. She looked at her stonewashed jeans and sighed. As usual she was dressed for practicality and comfort not glamour or looks. She sighed. Dempsey never said a word but she knew he looked at other women. He'd be mad not to.
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Dempsey hung back, wishing he had a cigarette but knew he was not smoking anymore. He watched the dark haired woman walk away from him, knowing she would have passed Harry on her way. The heavy makeup and expensive clothes did nothing to impress him. He could see how callous she had been - heroin and cocaine dealing hardly gave the woman a good heart. Now he hoped she would lead them to the real Mr Big. He stepped out of the shadows following her.
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