Private Dick and the Voluptuous Mistress
A stake-out is not as glamorous as it sounds. Believe me, spending the night in my car with a pair of binoculars, munching on chips and waiting for them to come home was the last thing I wanted to do…
A stake-out is not as glamorous as it sounds. Believe me, spending the night in my car with a pair of binoculars, munching on chips and waiting for them to come home was the last thing I wanted to do…
It was well after midnight when I stumbled down the hall toward my sorry excuse for an apartment. The building was in shambles, wall paper peeling from the walls, holes in some of them. I'd always sworn to myself that…