Farewell My Lovely

Then he smiled. He was doing an awful lot of smiling that day. Using up a whole week’s supply

Right away. Sometime today.”

“Can’t you get it through your head that this is a police case now and that I’ve been warned to stay off it?”

“Sorry. It’s only eleven o’clock or less. I didn’t think you looked the type.

It was a nice face, a face you get to like. Pretty, but not so pretty that you would have to wear brass knuckles every time you took it out.

“I don’t want any help. I’ve got to think. I want to be by myself for a while.”

The motor died. The headlights died

don’t think you can get past it,” he said. “The space doesn’t look wide enough.

ave eight grand in currency on you

You left your bodyguard problem until pretty late