Botched police investigation fails to turn up clue in strip joint

‘I don't understand it,’ Myers said. ‘In the past, every time I’ve wanted to find someone, I show up and he’s there among the crowd of whooping. cheering men and drop-dead gorgeous strippers. Either that or the prettiest one in the place puts her foot on my knee in PVC boots, leans over me in a low-cut top and says something suggestively ambiguous about where to find my perp.’

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