INSPECTOR LINDSAY BOXER
IT IS AN UNUSUALLY WARM NIGHT in July, but I’m shivering badly as I stand on the substantial gray stone terrace outside my apartment. I’m looking out over glorious San Francisco and I have my service revolver pressed against the side of my temple.
“Goddamn you, God!” I whisper. Quite a sentiment, but appropriate and just, I think.
Yup, that's right. I'm starting on James Patterson book series now. I know it's an old series but I only got the complete book set. Up to volume 13 at least. So I'll be gone for a few days till I finished it. See you later kay... 😊😊😊
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