The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 16: The Restaurant
All three of us caffeine-fueled officers of the law left the Toast and made our way on a four-hour road trip. By the time we arrived at the Singapore…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 15: A Parking Lot Visitation
Late in the evening, after saying my goodnights to Wyla and Luther, I looked forward to getting back to my comfy apartment. Maybe watch something…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 14: Enough Killing
Amora came downstairs for a rare occasion of spending breakfast with her father. “My dear, you look absolutely transformed!” Ethan Rathbone gasped…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 13: Trip to Milwaukee
I got to work, rushing to Wyla’s desk to share my vivid night terrors. “You have got to hear this!” Wyla got up from her seat and put her hand up to…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 12: Luana Barba
After setting into their hotel accommodations in downtown New Orleans, Luther and Althea took a short ferry ride from the foot of Canal Street to…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 11: Dangerous Mind
Romeo Blanco took the time on a Monday, while the restaurant was closed, to make some orders for the more specialty dishes. His office door was…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 10: There Came a Lull
As Wyla and I concentrated our efforts on researching all we could on the IndyMerck facility of Saxony, there appeared to be two weeks of no victims…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 9: Girls Talk Turkey
I met Wyla in the surgery waiting area. She must have deciphered from the wild look I had plastered on my face that I needed a stiff drink. “You…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 8: Emergency Interrupts
The farmhouse, an American saltbox-style two-story, appeared to have had a significant facelift. The light celery-green paint job with stark white…
The Islands Tell of It, Chapter 7: Althea’s Run
Althea Roberts, to anyone who would first lay eyes on her, was an African-American beauty possessing a high caliber of physical attributes bestowed…
