Quote by D.D. VanDyke
““Wish I could disagree, shweetheart,”Allsop replied with a halfhearted Bogart imitation. He lifted the thin blanket covering the dead junkie’s face to reveal a large syringe jammed to the hilt under her chin. I watched as he examined the blonde woman’s stiff arms, which showed old, healed needle track scars, and noticed she’d dressed for comfort –old sweat pants and a T- shirt.””
