The Lady Who Sang High: A Reed Ferguson Mystery (A Private Investigator Mystery Series - Crime Suspense Thriller Book 7) - Plot & Excerpts
She was cleaning the countertops, and she glared at me and then winked. For the next couple of hours I swept floors and checked and changed light bulbs. I noticed that Wes and Heath had both left, neither one of them saying a word to me. It sort of hurt my feelings, and I had to remind myself that I was just the help. I walked back into the store a few minutes before seven. The regulations stated that no marijuana could be sold after that time, so the store closed at 6:45 so that all customers were gone before the deadline. “Hey, get yourself some samples,” Ivy said. Bill smiled. “You should try the energy drink.” “Isn’t that a contradiction?” I asked. “Doesn’t weed make you mellow?” “Dude,” he said. “Weed’s evolved way beyond that.” He held up a bottle full of orange liquid. “You really will get an energy boost. Or at least you’ll laugh your ass off a lot longer than usual.”
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