Heads You Lose (The Mike Shayne Mysteries Book 8)
Woken via the phone, Mike Shayne is disoriented. notwithstanding he has been on my own due to the fact his spouse was once murdered, he has now not gotten used to slumbering by way of himself. The voice at the different finish of the phone snaps him again into truth. It’s his good friend Clem Wilson, calling from a filling station outdoor of Miami, and there's terror in his voice. He has time for only a few phrases prior to Shayne hears the crack of damaged glass and the thud of a falling body.
by the point he reaches the filling station, the police are already there and Wilson has bullets in his chest—and both of them could were sufficient to kill him. Clem Wilson used to be combined up in whatever he couldn’t deal with, and if Mike Shayne can’t put aside his grief and get to the bottom of the secret, his buddy are usually not the final to die.
His pockets and shoved it throughout to the clerk. “Maybe you won’t be entering into any naps at evening for a while.” He began towards the elevator. Tommy referred to as out, “You wish me to do something, Mr. Shayne? may still I name the police?” Shayne grinned reassuringly over his shoulder. “We’ll preserve the police out of this.” He stepped into the elevator and went as much as his office-apartment at the moment flooring. every thing was once because it have been whilst he had left rapidly after Clem Wilson’s phone name. Shayne.
The usher in reporter. The formative years used to be rapidly scribbling on a pad. “That’s why I’ve acquired to maintain this to myself,” Shayne went on sorrowfully. “Clem Wilson used to be my good friend, yet i might fairly see his killers pass unfastened if that’ll support around up the group again of them. That’s what Clem would’ve sought after, too.” “I’ll have you ever arraigned ahead of a grand jury,” Gentry threatened angrily. “Withholding proof in a homicide case is critical business.” “Confidential info acquired from a shopper? Nope. I’m preserving.
asserting, “Save your punches for the japanese, Bob. The legislation will look after Kline. He’s yours, Captain. He’s bought loads of struggle in him.” “We’ll look after everything,” Captain Ott promised grimly. Will Gentry stood by way of, his titanic face very purple, a scowl trenched among his eyes. He requested incredulously, “Do you suggest it, Mike? Did Denny have the outdated guy killed? I continuously figured he used to be smarter than that.” Shayne checked out the manager in shock. “Of direction he's. He’s too shrewdpermanent to stay his.
was once a butcher knife which he had picked up from the ground of Phyllis Brighton’s bed room after discovering Mrs. Brighton in mattress together with her throat slit. The knife was once sticky with human blood that evening, yet now it shone fresh and keen-edged mendacity beside the rubber hose within the field marked for a scrap heap. Shayne’s eyes stored going again to the knife. It marked the start of whatever that was once ended. He swore savagely and swept up a pitcher of cognac from the table, took a deep drink and chased it with ice.
Promised. “Go forward. I’d prefer to pay attention it all, myself. You’ve given me just a naked outline.” “Very well.” Mr. Little changed his glasses and stopped squinting. “It’s approximately my daughter, Barbara. She’s—I’m afraid she will be in danger—in determined desire of protection.” “Your daughter is in New Orleans?” Shayne bent ahead, then scowled, angered at himself for displaying curiosity. “Yes. I’d greater commence first and foremost. you notice, Barbara is the reckless kind. She is headstrong and willful. I don’t.