Waiting For Armando (Kate Lawrence Mysteries) - Plot & Excerpts
I ran through South American jungles of poisonous vegetation, all of which endeavored to trip me or scratch me with their toxic thorns. I ran after someone I didn’t want to catch, someone who frightened me. And always, Armando hovered just out of sight, out of reach. “Where are you?” I called over and over. He never answered. Waking before 6:00 with a headache, I stumbled to the kitchen to feed the cats and make coffee. I swallowed two Advil tablets with my first sip and took the rest of the mug onto the back deck to wait for a decent hour to make my telephone call to request a private audience for Margo, Strutter and me with Esme. I finished my coffee and went inside to shower and shampoo my hair, then dressed in a sleeveless cotton dress. At 8:00 I dialed the Center’s number and was surprised when Esme herself answered the telephone. I apologized if I had awakened her, but she assured me that she was an early riser, and I had not disturbed her at all. When I asked if she could spare us a few minutes later in the morning regarding some personal business, she cheerfully agreed to see us at 10:30.
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