The Red Hotel (Sissy Sawyer Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
That’s terrific. So long as his honor can be here by three. Thank you. Thank you again. Yes. Thank you. Goodbye.’ He tossed his phone on to the heaps of correspondence on his desk, tilted his chair back and looked up at Luther with a self-satisfied beam. ‘That’s it, L.B. Everything’s sorted. The mayor has agreed to cut the ribbon and make a short speech and even better than that he’s going to bring his daughter, Lolana, along, too. If the reigning Miss Teen Baton Rouge doesn’t pull in the media, I don’t know what the hell will.’ ‘We have ourselves a problem,’ Luther repeated. Luther was a bulky African-American with a glossy bald dome like a mahogany newel post and bulging wide-apart eyes and a look about him that always led people to ask if he was Samuel L. Jackson’s younger brother. They never said ‘Samuel L. Jackson’s younger but enormously fatter brother’ but Luther could tell what they were thinking by the way they looked at his belly overhanging his belt.
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