Chase Baker And The Lincoln Curse: (A Chase Baker Thriller Series Book No. 4) - Plot & Excerpts
Taller than me anyway. Older too, but in pretty good shape. The old-fashioned trenchcoat he’s wearing makes him look like a character from an old Sam Fuller detective movie. The Naked Kiss maybe. Or Pickup on South Street. Pulp films aired on the Saturday CBS Late Night Movie back when I was a kid. Movies the old man forbade me to watch on the portable black and white set up in my room, but that I watched anyway, punishment be damned. Chase the ballsy. His full head of hair is white and cut like a jar-headed Marine and if I have to guess, I’d say he’s no stranger to the local road racing circuit. I peg him for the type of police officer who wouldn’t know what the hell to do with himself if he were to retire, since it’s rare to find one still on the job at his age. In my experience anyway. “My name is Nick Miller,” he says. “Homicide Detective Nick Miller, you want the full formal boat.” Holding out his hand. “Sorry to disturb you on such a, what shall I call it, solemn occasion.”
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