The house was set behind an iron gate among artfully clustered palms. Grecian columns fronted a sweeping staircase guarded by two stone Great Danes. Gleaming white porches ran the length of two floors. Tree parked the Beetle outside the wall and came through the gate along the drive. The air fill...
Tree said.“I thought I’d drop around and see how you’re doing.”“I’m doing okay,” Tree said.“You shouldn’t have stopped being a detective,” Rex said. “You’re in more trouble than ever.”Kelly went over and slipped her arm around Rex’s waist. “I was worried about Tree,” she said.“I thought you were ...
