Excerpt from Bogg!

An excerpt featuring Detective Bogg...

“I hope you like La Cucharacha,” he said dismally.
It was hard to tell if the Mexicans were especially pleased
to see the Princess as their grins were pretty wide anyway. Bogg
graciously allowed the Princess in first. She stepped up to the
wide guitars and then turned to face the lift entrance. Bogg
stepped towards the angelic vision as the doors quietly closed.
It was indeed cramped and he felt himself awkwardly pressed
up against her. He thought he had stopped breathing. Perhaps
this was heaven? The lift lurched and strained to get moving and
the guitars started to play once again. This was not heaven...

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