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- He pulled the hard hat low over his face and walked over to the parked truck. "Hey, there!" he said, eyeing the two men inside. "Mickey O'Brien, fellas, treasurer, Teamsters Union Local Three-seventeen. I'm up for reelection, and I thought I'd come down here to press the flesh."
- There was a glint of steel as the driver raised his hand to window-level. McClane grabbed for his gun and fired two shots through the door. The driver slumped onto the wheel; his passenger toppled over against the side window. So much for pressing their flesh.
- The driver's body tumbled onto the pavement when McClane opened the door to the truck. He squatted beside it and checked the guy's pockets. "Show me something, dickhead," he muttered.
- - Die Hard with a Vengeance, Chapter 8
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