Mears returned to the body. He saw no bullet holes in the coat, so he unbuttoned it. Saw no holes in the man’s dark blazer, so he unbuttoned that. On the white shirt beneath was a spot of red.
Lordy, Mears thought. Tonight’s not going to be so routine, after all.
W. Fred Duckworth was the former mayor of Norfolk.
And damn if he hadn’t been shot.
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
A good yarn
Picked up Sunday's Virginian-Pilot while at the beach. Saw an Earl Swift whodunit series beginning atop page 1A. Check it out. Starts with a detective investigating a death; he doesn't know who the dead man is until someone in the neighborhood tells him. By the time I read the following few grafs, I was hooked: