An Innocent Client (Joe Dillard, #1)

by Scott Pratt

she’d have to admit she killed him.” “That’s

guard

none left.” Maynard had to concentrate as hard as he could to keep from gagging. He’d told a couple of his buddies at the jail that

“We’re in this little bitty brothel in Saigon,” Darren was saying.

wasn’t moving. I pressed my finger against his carotid. No pulse. Two officers from the jail were only seconds behind me. One of them took a look at the two fallen men and raced back inside.

surround me, and I stood and backed off a ways. There was nothing more I could do. They

but sometimes a gentleman just has to let it all hang out.”