“J. Edgar Kalamazoo,” Moira growled in her fourth grade teacher rendition of sailor talk. “Where the h-e-double hockey sticks have you been?” “I was helping Uncle Norm, why?” I was telling the truth. “Have you heard the news?” “No.” Again the truth. It was as if I was given this incredible opportunity to make up [...]
Monte was chalking it up as another hit and run. The evidence was there – skid marks, a crumpled bumper, a bit of Cadillac gold paint stuck to the Black Jetti’s chrome bumper. Detective Zoe Archer wasn’t as convinced. She still hadn’t heard back from dispatch, but her guess was that the bumper was a [...]
