chapter 26: duckboard

"SonofaBITCH!"

It was the third time in as many minutes that detective Mike White had lost his shoe in the muck.  He manuevered his sopping foot back into the trapped loafer and lifted his leg.  The mud reluctantly gave up his shoe with a slow, gooshy spluck.

Mike looked up to see the two deputies quietly looking down and smirking.  "Sonofabitch", he muttered under his breath, and cautiously moved forward, his saturated socks making squooshing sounds with each step.  Mary had just bought him...