Dectective s Blues Chapter Twelve
Chapter Twelve As the beat up blue taxi pulled onto the main coastal highway, I showed Jim what I had found in Rodney's office. Altogether I had stolen six glossy nine by twelve photographs of my missing male self and one handwritten receipt. It didn't look like much, but I knew it could be more than enough to blow the lid off of this wacky caper. The photos all showed me, Bill Richmond, on some unknown Jamaican beach. In two of the photos I was joined by a tall and muscular blonde...