Stranger in Town (Mike Shayne, Book 26)
In an odd city, Mike Shayne meets a dangerous damsel in distress
Mike Shayne is three hours from Miami while the sunlight dips under the horizon and he makes a decision to make a pit cease. For Shayne, that implies cognac, and the one bar on the town is a lonely little dive whose population don’t glance pleasant. Shayne doesn’t care. The barkeep pulls a dusty bottle down from the pinnacle shelf, and Shayne is settling into his drink while a blonde walks in the course of the door. because the detective admires her, she increases her hand . . . and with a gesture of her dainty little finger, marks him for death.
males strive against Shayne open air, beat him mindless, and check out to run him over with their vehicle. to flee this hayseed city alive, Shayne must observe the identification of the dame from the bar—and why she selected for him to die.
Screwy deal?” “What may perhaps you are making out of it? There she was once with an important bruise at the part of her head, scratched up a few, and her brain completely a clean. Didn’t even be aware of her personal identify. No identity. no longer a damned factor to head on. And a true doll, too. attractive, yet actual classification, too, when you recognize what I suggest. You knew instantaneously she wasn’t any tramp.” “You interview her father whilst he got here to select her up?” “Yeh. I had a protracted speak with him.” Brown subconsciously glanced on the papers. “Read.
may perhaps most likely lay a big gamble there or get propositioned by means of a pimp if he used to be so-minded.” Shayne nodded absently and sipped from his moment glass of brandy and soda. “We’ve slid ’way off from my unique query approximately your fee of site visitors injuries. You pointed out a hit-run final evening. Wasn’t there one other undesirable twist of fate final week?” “You suggest the Harris boy from Orlando that acquired burned up in his car?” “That’s correct. District lawyer or something.” “Yeh. That used to be a foul one, yet not anything shall we do.
From what he had simply overheard. they'd made a few type of mistake, after all. the woman and the 2 males who had obviously her into the bar. This hadn’t occurred to Michael Shayne. It had occurred to him, after all, yet to not Michael Shayne in step with se. yet they hadn’t desired to argue the problem again within the bar. They hadn’t been in any respect attracted to any rationalization. The voice got here from front seat back: “Still handed out, Mule?” shut beside him at the again seat, a hoarse rumble.
Your brother, Jean, yet we’re entering into the lodge the again means and as much as my room. And if anyone sees us going up or sees you there, you’re to inform them you're my sister. Do you understand?” She acknowledged very easily, “Yes. I’m so bored with no longer realizing. when you in simple terms knew how terrifying it is.” He stated gruffly, “We’ll speak inside,” and took her arm and led her towards the rear door. there has been a slender corridor major on to the foyer in entrance, yet ahead of they reached it they got here to a.
notwithstanding the 4 have been by myself within the sales space and the jukebox used to be taking part in back and the younger trio in entrance of them had resumed their hobby of feeding quarters into the slot machine—so there has been no likelihood of being overheard—they stored glancing apart uneasily as Shayne puzzled them, and replied in monosyllables. convinced, they have been regulars right here. Dropped in each afternoon from paintings to have a couple of beers. the more youthful guy who were sitting with them? good, certain, they’d visible him round much. He.