Tequila Sunrise: Hardboiled P.I. Nathaniel Rose--Bullets, Booze, and Broads [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Michael Bracken
eBook Category: Mystery/Crime
eBook Description: Private Eye. Tough Guy. He works hard, plays hard, and loves hard. Rose would do anything for the women in his life, from the strippers to the socialites. When an old case comes back to haunt him, who can Rose trust? When a client's husband disappears, why does Rose lose his taste for fast food? When a young woman wants to make a few copies, why does she honeymoon in heaven? When seven witnesses watch a man kill his wife and her lover, how lucky can he be? When a socialite wants her husband dead, is she man enough to do it? When a stripper bites off more than she can chew, what does Rose uncover? When a lawyer blackmails her own clients, what's love got to do with it? After a brief tour of Korea and ten years as a cop, Rose now walks the mean streets of St. Louis, Missouri. Whether it takes, brains, brawn, or bullets to solve a case, and with a hardboiled sense of justice to guide him, Rose takes the most difficult cases and the most beautiful clients to heart.
eBook Publisher: Wildside Press, Published: 2000
Fictionwise Release Date: February 2002
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I stared down the street. Inside the ramshackle white house, just behind the screen, stood the pale blonde I'd awoken next to. I told Lydie good-bye, then I stepped off the porch. As I descended the sagging steps, my shoes nicked off flakes of paint.
I strode across the lawn to my aging Mustang. As I opened the car door, Lydie rushed out of the house, hooked a thin arm around a porch pillar, and leaned over the steps. "Nate," she said. "When will I see you again?"
I turned toward her. "Soon enough," I said. "I'm working on a case."
"This is the big one, right?"
I grunted. In my business there never were any big cases.
I slid into the bucket seat and pulled the door closed. After starting the engine, I released the emergency brake and reached for the stick shift.
Then the Mustang exploded. * * * *