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“The little restaurant was renowned for its soups and sandwiches and was filled to capacity with lunchtime regulars, who were as dependable as kids around an ice-cream truck.”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“He thought they looked like they lived year-round in Miami. “I hope you don’t mind that I brought another agent along, Pete. Bob has an interest in Avram Solomon, apart from Marcus Solomon’s death,” said Sherm. “No,” said Pete. “We made our decision to help…whatever you need to do.” Joan returned with four glasses of water on a tray, set the tray on the coffee table and sat next to Pete on the sofa.”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“time to see the Camry turn right at the red light, passing the old, darkened gas station again. He pulled up to the lights and watched the blue car slowly continue on. When the light turned green, he crossed the intersection and headed for his townhouse. He kept his eyes on his rear view mirror, but no one followed him. They’re feds. It’s me they’re watching. Time for Plan B... * * * * *   Chapter 56 Avram was organized. All the important records were at his townhouse in one place: the den. He sat in his desk chair and fed them into the cross-cut shredder, a few at a time. He’d planned carefully for this, for years. The Feds would try to charge him, in absentia, with money laundering. Well, he wasn’t going to make it easy for them. Fortunately, Silvio Tambini had more places to wash his money”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“in the morning.”
― Lee Hanson, Mystral Murder

“went after the Captain’s Table?” “Sure. I went with everybody else to the Top Hat.” “And what time did you leave?” “I don’t know what time it was,” Joe said, looking at the floor. “Do you remember who you left with?” “No, damn it, I don’t. You know where I just came from. I don’t remember anything after going to the Top Hat.” “Where did you sleep last night, Mr. Garrett?” Julie interrupted; she didn’t like the way this interview was going. “He slept here, Officer Williams. I can testify to that.” “I’m afraid you can only place him here at five this morning, Ms. O’Hara. That’s when Miguel, your cabin steward, says you came back.” Joe turned to her, puzzled. “You weren’t here?” “I was angry,” said Julie. “I slept on a chaise by the spa. It doesn’t matter now.” “I’m afraid it does matter, Ms. O’Hara,” Clyde Williams said, looking at Julie with sympathy. “We have a three-hundred-sixty degree camera in the Top Hat.  Mr. Garrett and Adrienne Paradis were the last guests to leave the club shortly after two o’clock and, as far as we know, that was the last time she was seen on this ship. “So my question, Mr. Garrett, is: What happened between two and five?” * * * * *     CHAPTER 13 A longer question and answer period with Clyde Williams, sans the muscle, followed in the Mystral’s security office. The parrying back and forth produced no results, and finally Williams got down to his real concern. “Mr. Garrett.”
― Lee Hanson, Mystral Murder

“the alpha cat here? How come that only works with dogs?”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“in the breeze. Within reach on the nightstand, a plethora of prescription”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“true. Look, why don’t you go see if the story’s in your paper, then call me back. The funeral’s gonna be up here. If you wanna come up, you can stay with Joan and me. We can go together.”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“the Atlantic side and so lush and different where our house is, on the Caribbean side. That’s”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“light across his body. The ceiling fan made a low, hypnotic sound and”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“right! I just saw Marc and David, not more than a month ago!” “I’m sorry, Julie. I’m afraid it’s true. Look, why don’t you go see if the story’s in your paper, then call me back.”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“It’s been years! Are you coming down to Orlando?” “No, I’m not, Julie, but you might wanna come up here. I guess you didn’t see the paper yet?” “My paper? The newspaper?” “Julie, it’s about Marc Solomon. He’s dead. A drug overdose. It’s in”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“the needle”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“number. “Hello?” “Julie? It’s Pete. Pete Soldano.” “Pete! My God! It’s been years! Are you coming down to Orlando?” “No, I’m not, Julie,”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“I’m afraid it’s true. Look, why don’t you go see if the story’s in your paper, then call me back. The funeral’s gonna be up here. If you wanna”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay

“A drug overdose. It’s in the paper up here, I don’t know if it’s in yours.” “That can’t be right! I just saw Marc and David, not more than a month ago!” “I’m sorry, Julie. I’m afraid it’s”
― Lee Hanson, Castle Cay