The Private Practice of Michael Shayne (Mike Shayne, Book 2)
For the sake of his pals, Mike Shayne tangles with blackmailers—and a murderer
The day he met Phyllis Brighton, Mike Shayne kept her from leaping out a window— and he has been rescuing her ever considering. First he helped her beat a homicide wrap; now he’s attempting to pry her clear of the sleaziest attorney in Dade County: Harry Grange. A mouthpiece for each criminal in Miami, Grange is operating a blackmail racket whilst Shayne sees him with Phyllis on his arm at a neighborhood playing corridor. Shayne warns his buddy to ditch her crooked beau, yet she is simply too proud to take his recommendation. regrettably for her, the connection will finish with murder.
Shayne will get the decision simply after he will get again to his place of work. Harry Grange has been discovered useless at the sands of Miami seashore. Even worse, Shayne’s gun is lacking and his pal Larry Kincaid could have used it to gun down the blackmailing attorney. to save lots of his pals, Mike Shayne must outsmart the cleverest killer on the town.
And reporter then fled to the click motor vehicle, to discover it caught within the deep sand whilst the motor roared. Wheels spun and sand flew till burly policemen and the 2 newsmen lifted it simply onto the pavement. Shayne laughed. Painter whirled round to reserve him into the again seat of the squad automobile, handcuffed to at least one of the police officers, they usually waited till the physique used to be loaded into the ambulance. whereas they waited, Shayne acknowledged quietly: “I believe you recognize you’re creating a damned ass out of yourself,.
Opened the door a couple of inches and peered into the living-room. It was once empty. He rapidly negotiated the few steps to his bed room door, and closed it at the back of him. 5 mins later he emerged donning grey flannels and a white blouse open on the throat. His pink hair used to be plastered to his head. He whistled an off-tune model of “Mother Machree” as he stepped out into the living-room. there has been an unopened bottle of cognac within the wall cupboard. He went to the kitchen wearing it through the neck. Phyllis.
Flat.” Shayne stated, “Don’t say whatever you’ll be sorry for.” however the more youthful guy went on hoarsely, “All correct. Then that’s how it is. It’s time i discovered out I can’t financial institution on you in a pinch. Don’t imagine I can’t bet why you return sucking round my house.” Shayne slid off the table and lunged ahead, his face bleak and difficult. He stuck Kincaid’s wrist and exclaimed urgently, “Don’t say it, Larry. You’re—” Kincaid jerked his arm away. a place of colour burned excessive in each one pallid cheek. “I’ll.
Like a slot computing device, how you leap me each time I hit a wasting streak. I’ll have the dough over by means of a messenger this afternoon. Twenty-six hundred is the best way I determine they ran for me the day past. I obtained to get me a brand new handicapper or you’ll be possessing this joint.” He paused for the bookie to make a few answer, and Shayne nodded to Rourke to hold up. “That’ll supply him whatever to imagine about,” Shayne chuckled. “How approximately you giving me whatever to contemplate now,” Rourke complained. “All correct.
And directly to the open closet door disclosing his fits companionably rubbing shoulders with Phyllis’s activities frocks and night robes. He regarded up with a begin to see Phyllis status within the bed room door with an expression of wifely solicitude on her younger face. Her black eyes danced with pleasure and interest. “Are you going to stick in the following all day and never inform me what the phone name used to be? Is it a case?” “Sounded love it, candy. Very mysterious. Sinister, it's possible you'll say.” He chuckled and.