The Book starts with Roy calling his sister and asking for help, because he is suspected of murdering an important senator. In this short call he was already annoying me. He seemed self centered and only bent on his own advantage. This negative impression got strengthen when he told his story and...
He was awaiting the inevitable transfer out to the county jail. Strange to be told the city jail was child’s play by comparison. Whenever he heard the clang of the metal door, even late at night, he’d stiffen. They would soon be around to cuff him, put him in a van and carry him off to an even st...
ASA Shapiro came rushing across the lobby nearly yelling, “You’re due in front of the judge upstairs in five minutes. Where’s your client?” She shrugged helplessly. “I spoke with her yesterday. I definitely explained that she must be here at eight thirty this morning. I didn’t tell her it was a r...
She backed out of the driveway at Izzy’s house and with tires screeching headed down the block to Abby’s house. Yellow police tape remained stretched around portions of the back porch area where the shooting had occurred. She ran to the front door and pounded. She was surprised when Abby opened i...
Sandy said, “Why all the cloak and dagger secrecy? If you wanted me over here for a kiss just ask for it.” “I’d like that better than what I have to tell you. You’d better sit down.” “Sounds ominous.” She sat anyway. “Okay, spit it out.” ...
His wife, Myra, the elusive Bristol Trucking bookkeeper was now high on Sandy’s suspicious list for no other reason other than she had run out when Sandy appeared and mentioned Cal Boyd. Did the husband know anything about what was going on with his wife? An expertly lettered sign on the small of...