Not an unpleasant drive, to be sure. On a brilliant afternoon in May with a good woman, it’s probably a hell of a way to spend your time. Before dawn, with a whistling blackmailer afflicted with bad breath and the fear that most people wanted to kill him, it was something less than a joyride. “Yo...
I cautiously opened the door, then double-bolted and chained it the moment I got inside. The room was just as I left it, with two significant differences. There was a fine leather valise on the bed and it didn’t belong to me. The shower was running. I walked quietly to the night table, pulled ope...