Vixen

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McCabe.

Let's go.

- Go where? - Your bail's been posted.

By who?

1 jacket, leather. 1 knapsack, left strap torn.

Contents: 26 dollars in ones and fives.

1 sketchbook, fashion designs

- Not bad. - You looked through my sketchbook?

I get bored.

1 technical pen and 1 necklace.

That's pretty. Where did you get it?

- Family heirloom. - Give you 20 bucks for it.

It's the wife's birthday. I... forgot to get her something.

Tell you what - 50 bucks.

Hey, sweetie.

You posted my bail?

Not the father-daughter reunion I dreamt of, but...

Good thing for both of us you're not my father then.

I told you no matter mow many fosters you throw in front of it,

I'm always gonna be your pop.

Gotta say, though, it hurt a little - you being back in Motor City

- and not looking me up. - Sorry,

was busy getting thrown in jail.

Wanna bite to eat?

So, what brings you back to Detroit?