"Are you in town?" - every time I hear about gun play in the NLV I always think about my ex and her road rage and the gun she kept in the glove box - "No," she says, "Why do you ask? Did someone get dropped?" - I am positive she knows more than she is saying, so I press for more - "There was a shootout on Bruce & Lake Meade yesterday. No one got dropped, but it made quite a ruckus. That intersection was closed for nearly three hours while the police investigated. I walked by there and Metro said they were looking for a middle age lady who is driving an Explorer. They also said she had a party color toy poodle in the passenger seat. That description has popped up far too many times in the last few years for it to be a coincidence. I just want you to be honest with me - was it you?
I hear a bit of laughter on the other end, and then she says - "I am still living in Kansas. My last day with the state is June 3rd. You won't see me in Las Vegas until after that. I can tell you with all certainty it's not me who's playing cowboy on the streets of North Las Vegas. They are going to have to find someone else to pin things on."
After her denial I say - "The description the police are putting out of the gunslinger is too exact. I refuse to chalk it up as coincidence anymore. We both know you are behind all these shootings. Just tell me the truth and I will leave it alone." She laughs after the request and says - "I know nothing, I see nothing, I hear nothing...that's all you are going to get out of me," she then hangs the phone up without saying bye.
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