Whiskey, You're The Devil: An Addison Holmes Mystery (Addison Holmes Mysteries Book 4) - Plot & Excerpts
There wasn’t anything new to do except study for the written P.I. exams, and I knew all of that information forwards and backwards. It was implementing that information in real life situations that I seemed to have trouble with.The other file Lucy had given me was a standard surveillance. A cheating husband who was about to get his ass handed to him in a divorce if half the allegations the wife had listed in the file were true. I wouldn’t be able to start work on that until after dinner. Which begged the question, why didn’t more people cheat in the daytime? It seemed to me like there was less of a chance of being caught, and I’d be able to go to bed before ten.Nick lived about halfway between Savannah and Whiskey Bayou in a secluded area off the highway. I was just now used to picking out the little one-lane dirt road hidden by mossy trees, though I still had trouble finding it in the dark. Nick liked his privacy. I liked to pretend I wasn’t completely creeped out by the shadows the trees made at night when I looked out the windows.
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