by Alan Lee
Fortunately for me, and also for the client, I was sitting down at my desk when the stairs creaked. Someone knocked softly on the door and entered.
A blonde. She wore a white blouse and one of those skirts which is already too short and then has a professional slit running halfway up the side. Heels and a tan, no hose.
She was perhaps the prettiest person I’d ever seen in real life.
“Hello, Ronnie,” I said.
“I’m in need of a professional private detective,” she said. “Are you accepting clients?”
“I’m your man.”
The air in the room was hot and electric. She inspected me. I watched her inspecting me. Both of us flushed a little. I almost flinched each time our eyes connected.
“I’m serious, Mackenzie. This is a professional call.”
“Then you should put on an overcoat.”
“But how would you look at my legs?”
“I have a degree in criminal investigation. I’ll find a way,” I said. “Close the door behind you.”
“If you’re accepting clients, and you think we can work together, I’ll go fetch him.”
“Fetch who?”
“The client,” she said. “My father.”
From the Author
I hope you enjoyed Sophomore Slump.
Clearly I’ve been influenced by the greats.
Raymond Chandler.
Mickey Spillane
Robert Parker
Sue Grafton
Too many to mention them all.
One day in the future I plan to write with a fraction of their brilliance.
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