Larry to leave the police out of it, not after he’d seen her tires. She suppressed a shudder. It had appeared vicious, but directed at her? Another shudder threatened. What if Harriet really had…no, no. Madison couldn’t allow anyone to even think the half question had crossed her mind. Down deep, Harriet wasn’t a bad person, and Madison would not cause her unnecessary trouble. Mischievous kids were responsible. Why, even the police had said so.What other boss would have supervised the cops, demanded they act on her behalf—though they insisted such a thing was an everyday occurrence in big cities—berated the tow truck driver for being late and still gotten her to her date with Richard on time? Though she couldn’t say the same for her date. Richard was late.She did wish T. Larry hadn’t seated himself on the other side of the crowded restaurant. At a lonely table at the edge of the bar, next to a wooden railing separating drinkers from diners, T. Larry nursed a sparkling cocktail.
What do You think about Drop Dead Gorgeous (2006)?
