Kent Conwell - Tony Boudreaux 01 - Galveston - Plot & Excerpts
After a shower and fresh cup of coffee to clear the cobwebs from my head, I felt better, not much, but somewhat. I had two vessels, the California and the Voyager, both anchored offshore awaiting a pilot to bring them in. The California was due the next day, the Voyager a couple days later. I didn’t have much time to discover just how the diamonds would be brought ashore. To compound the problem, I hadn’t the slightest idea where to begin.I remembered Lela Hoffman. I reached for the receiver, then hesitated. What if I was just wasting more time, time that was growing more valuable with each passing second? What could she provide me?With a wry grin, I muttered. “I couldn’t be any worse off than I am now.” I dialed information. Occasionally, I meet someone who truly surprises me. Lela Hoffman was one of those. Her answering machine took my message after informing me that she would soon return from her morning tour of the island on her Harley.An eighty-something on a Harley? I chalked it up to fun-loving mischief with an answering machine until I received a call sometime later from Lela Hoffman.
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