Deep Six - Chapter 21

Sam McRae Mystery #4

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

I drove back to Laurel, parked at my apartment, and walked two blocks down the red brick sidewalks of Main Street to my office in the town’s historic business district. As I turned onto the front walk, the aura was briefly punctured by the booming bass and X-rated language of gangsta’ rap blasting from the open window of a passing car.

I stopped at Sheila’s desk to pick up my mail, which she’d segregated to a far corner of her desk.