Friendly Fire

Chapter 6 Finally. Back in the office I headed straight for the filing drawer behind the desk and poured myself a stiff one. I lit a cigarette too and tried hard to get the stink of sewer out of my mouth and the image of dead men sitting out of my mind. The cigarette helped…

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Goodbye, Darlings

Chapter 7 Germany. I had seen it at the end of the war. It would be a lousy thing for me to try to claim that it was the war’s fault, that I was a product of the violence and so, when I came back, I was no good for anything but work on the…

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Hard Fall

Chapter 8 Havana Boom! The club was swinging. I had left Delilah Ambrosia outside of my office, a touch lighter without the gun she’d been carrying on the way in. I had her story on loan, since I wasn’t quite sure I was buying it yet. It all needed checking out. I was starting here…

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Indemnity Crisis

Chapter 9 Idiot. I couldn’t help the feeling I had walked right into this. And I didn’t like it. I didn’t like that I was the one to find┬áLionel Tucker face down in his carpet, shot an unhealthy number of times in the chest and once in the head for closure. I didn’t like that…

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Jigsaw Jungle

Chapter 10 Justice. If that’s what you’re looking for, you’re in the wrong city. She said her name was Julie Hamilton. So she said. She had changed it to Delilah Ambrosia for the sake of the billboards and the posters that were supposed to bear her name. They all came by bus, the old story…

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Kings & Pawns

Chapter 11 Keepsakes. They could tell you a lot about a person. Lionel Tucker was a veritable ruler of a domain. He had several clubs and restaurants, maybe a hundred people in his employ, connections to the mob and sticky fingers in four-and-twenty-odd shady pies. Still, he carried around a lock of hair tied with…

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Lonely Liars

┬áChapter 12 Love. It was a four letter word in Lionel Tucker’s book, and he had passed that definition on to his wife, Charlotte. She hated him and was glad he was dead. It made me wonder how a dame like that could get mixed up with a sadist like Tucker in the first place….

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Murphy’s Law

Chapter 13 Murder. It was always an ugly business. It didn’t matter that my two main suspects in Lionel Tucker’s murder were anything but. There was the smouldering dark wife, Charlotte, and the elusive starlet chameleon, Delilah. But the wife seemed too direct, too open about her venom towards her husband. To the point where…

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Nothing Lasts

Chapter 14 Nasty habits. Vincent Lavalle was a cultivator of them. From petty scams to molestation to shooting H, he collected bad habits like fireflies in a jar. A guy like that was transient, unable to hold down a fixed address, and I wasn’t surprised when the address Delilah gave me turned up empty. But…

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Over Kill

Chapter 15 Old times. Nostalgia was a bad basis for decisions. Hutchinson had dragged me into a scam, or so it seemed from what Lavalle had said. Not that a junky word of Lavalle’s would hold up in any court. I was in need of a drink, but I had to take care of business…

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Private Eyes

Chapter 16 Playtime. It was officially over. When I got up to the big Tucker mansion it appeared deserted. The lights were low and there was no help to be seen. Mrs. Tucker was in though and she opened the door wearing I thin black gown and pearl earrings that glowed against the raven hair….

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Quick Step

Chapter 17 Quintessential thugs. You could smell it on them a mile away. These guys were so obviously muscle it would have made name tags redundant. And they were standing in the middle of my office. I was tempted to turn and leave, my body still sore from my dance through the window with Vincent…

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