“When I’m not busy with a fare,   
and while you guys are patrolling      
outside the city, I’ll be doing        
downtown. I’ve also got a route all    
figured out. I’ll start on First, and  
then zig-zag up to Fourth, and finally 
up to Seventh Avenue. After that, I’ll 
circle the city, and start all over    
again.”                                
     “Good idea,” Pee Wee said, and    
then added, “and here's another one. I 
got our spare cab running this after-  
noon. I'll use that, and if I get waved
down, I’ll also be able to make us some
more money, on top of what you and Rico
bring in.”                             
     “I like that,” Mouse said.        
     We then got out some maps, and the
area we were talking about was huge. My
daily patrols didn’t even come close to
* covering that much area, or even a       
small part of it. I usually drove      
around the back roads near my farm.    
     Pee Wee decided to do the northern
part, because that's where he grew up, 
and I took the south. Even cut in half,
the area we had to cover still looked  
huge. This was going to take more than 
three hours, that's for damn sure, but 
that first year, nothing happened, or  
so we thought.                         
     The next day, I found out that    
five black cats had been found hanging 
in a tree, not too far from where I    
started my patrol.                     
     That's why I was never satisfied  
with just a quiet night. I also had to 
do a newspaper search the next day, and
the day after that, and also replay it 
again at work, just to make sure.      



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