Thicker Than Water (A Leo Waterman Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
It would make a great story, but unfortunately, it wouldn’t be true. Truth was, all I had to do was to pull out my notebook, open to the page where I wrote down all the Millennium Yacht Sales employees’ names and go online to White-Pages.com. There she was in black and white. Rosemary De Carlo, 2573 Harrison Avenue East, #309, Seattle, 98102. Badda bing. Last night in Teddy’s boudoir, I’d recognized her the second I’d managed to focus on her face. How had that boat mechanic Neil referred to her? “The big blonde honey from the desk,” if memory served. The one who left the dealership right after Brett Ward went off to repo boats for a living. Turned out that Neil was right on both counts. She was at least six feet tall in her stockinged feet and, while she certainly wasn’t Rebecca Duval, I could personally attest to the fact that she was a real blonde. Suffice to say that my exit from the Alderbrook Resort and Spa ranked highly on the Martha Stewart social stigmata scale.
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