Murder On the Qe2
“But the sun was shining brightly as Jed Richardson, owner, operator, and only pilot for Jed’s Flying Service, landed smoothly at La Guardia Airport in one of his three aircraft, a single-engine Cessna. Jed decided to stick around New York until it was time for me to fly back, so we shared a taxi into the city and checked into the hotel before going our separate ways.
Rip Nestor insisted we have lunch at a Manhattan sushi restaurant. I am not particularly fond of raw fish, no matter how beautifu...lly it’s presented. Unless, of course, it’s shellfish served as part of a classic New England clambake. But I didn’t protest Every sushi restaurant I’ve been to offers other choices for customers with a pedestrian palate, like me.
Mr. Nestor was, I judged, in his early thirties. He was tall and slender, with reddish hair pulled tight from front to back across the top of his head, and down into a long ponytail. He wore tight jeans, laced-up ankle-high work boots, a green T-shirt with NESTOR PRODUCTIONS emblazoned in white across the chest, and a tan safari jacket.MoreLess
Rip Nestor insisted we have lunch at a Manhattan sushi restaurant. I am not particularly fond of raw fish, no matter how beautifu...lly it’s presented. Unless, of course, it’s shellfish served as part of a classic New England clambake. But I didn’t protest Every sushi restaurant I’ve been to offers other choices for customers with a pedestrian palate, like me.
Mr. Nestor was, I judged, in his early thirties. He was tall and slender, with reddish hair pulled tight from front to back across the top of his head, and down into a long ponytail. He wore tight jeans, laced-up ankle-high work boots, a green T-shirt with NESTOR PRODUCTIONS emblazoned in white across the chest, and a tan safari jacket.MoreLess
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