Kill Me Tomorrow
“Lights were on inside the house. I’d made good time—but I had nonetheless reentered the city with as much care as if I’d been a Greek clambering from the Trojan Horse into Troy.
Peaceful Sunrise Villas, huh? Where the Golden Days of the Golden Years Begin? Lucky Ryan alone would have been enough. But add Pete Lecci and his so-recently-dead grandson … Well, I wasn’t even going to call on old gray-headed Widow Blessing without my Colt .38 fully loaded and inches from my hand, and every sense on the alert, and a mind steeled against slyness, chicanery, double-talk and deception.
Charged up with those thoughts I climbed out of the car and, after looking all around, strode to the front door and rang the widow’s bell. A gal—obviously not the Widow Blessing—opened the door. Whoever she was, it looked as if her bell was still ringing.
She stood in the doorway, leaning against the jamb, but she wasn’t just standing there, she was moving. It would be even more pointedly descriptive to say she w...as moving.MoreLess
Peaceful Sunrise Villas, huh? Where the Golden Days of the Golden Years Begin? Lucky Ryan alone would have been enough. But add Pete Lecci and his so-recently-dead grandson … Well, I wasn’t even going to call on old gray-headed Widow Blessing without my Colt .38 fully loaded and inches from my hand, and every sense on the alert, and a mind steeled against slyness, chicanery, double-talk and deception.
Charged up with those thoughts I climbed out of the car and, after looking all around, strode to the front door and rang the widow’s bell. A gal—obviously not the Widow Blessing—opened the door. Whoever she was, it looked as if her bell was still ringing.
She stood in the doorway, leaning against the jamb, but she wasn’t just standing there, she was moving. It would be even more pointedly descriptive to say she w...as moving.MoreLess
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