Wyatt's Revenge: A Matt Royal Mystery - Plot & Excerpts
I called him at the police department and arranged to meet him for lunch at the Mar Vista, a restaurant clinging to the shore in the Village on the north end of the key. I asked Logan to join us. He was my sounding board, and I wanted him to hear as much as he could firsthand. When I walked out of my condo, I was surprised at the coolness in the air. It wasn’t so much cool as it was dry. The humidity had finally abandoned us a week or two later than usual. I decided to ride my bicycle the two miles to the restaurant. The amiable hostess directed me to a table under the trees near the water and handed me a menu. I told her whom I was waiting for, and she said she’d send them over as soon as they arrived. I watched a commercial fishing boat chug south on the Intracoastal, a plume of black smoke emitting from the exhaust pipe that ran up the side of the pilothouse. A small tug pushing a barge with a construction crane on its deck passed slowly, heading north. The sun was high, the air cool under the trees.
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