The Hunting Wind: An Alex McKnight Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
Randy and I walked through the front door and right into a large room with a fireplace and lots of couches and chairs scattered around. We saw maybe fifty senior citizens in the room, either playing cards at one of the tables or just sitting there talking. Every head turned when we walked in. “Looks like a nice place,” I said. “Reminds me of your friend Jackie’s bar,” Randy said. “I don’t see the resemblance.” “Bunch of people sitting around by a fireplace,” he said. “You should make your reservation right now, Alex. A couple more years, you’ll be ready for this place. You won’t even have to change your lifestyle.” I thought about that one while he walked around the place, looking for somebody in charge. He finally found a nurse sitting at a table in the corner. She had the Detroit News spread out under a reading lamp. “We’re looking for the Meisners,” he said. “Two seventeen,” she said. “Right down that way.” We went down the wing she had indicated.
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