Blood Foam: A Lewis Cole Mystery (Lewis Cole Series) - Plot & Excerpts
He stepped out and then started walking briskly to the house. Something wasn’t right. Not right at all. And like giant pieces of a jigsaw puzzle slamming together on their own and grandly announcing here we are, I knew just how wrong I had been. I opened the door and stepped out on the stone steps. “Afternoon, Mark.” He stopped so suddenly, I thought his feet were going to slide out from underneath him. “Lewis . . . how . . . I mean, when. . . .” I took another step down the hard stone. “A bit late, don’t you think?” His face was the color of the granite I was standing on. “I stopped a couple of times, you know, for gas . . . something to eat . . . and there was road construction. . . .” I looked at the Mazda, which was empty. “Wrong answer, Counselor. First things first: why did you leave me behind in Portland?” “Because,” he said, defiance in his voice, “this was something I had to do on my own.” “On your own? Really?” “You got it.” I stepped out onto the nearly bare lawn.
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