A Wild Fright In Deadwood (Deadwood Humorous Mystery Book 7) - Plot & Excerpts
Natalie said as she slid into Cooper’s seat, setting the bolt cutters next to her. “But your aunt said I could find you here when I called.” She picked up Cooper’s drink and sniffed it. “Straight whiskey?” At my nod she scanned the bar. “Is Coop here somewhere?” “He’s over by the pool table making a phone call,” Doc told her, picking up one of the two windshield wipers lying on the table. I looked down at the other. “You brought me Rex’s wiper blades?” “Not just the blades, sweetheart.” Doc held out one end of the wiper for me to see. The metal at the base of the arm had a pinched, jagged edge. “It’s the whole damned wiper.” He grinned across at Natalie. “Did you really just snip these off his Jaguar?” Natalie shrugged. “It was quicker than messing around with a screwdriver.” “Rex is going to be so ticked.” I half-stood and leaned across the table, dropping a loud smooch on her forehead. “You are the best, Nat. I take back all of the bad things I ever said about your seventh grade boyfriend.”
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