T.A. Clark

“This ain’t over yet.” Fourteen   Captain Tripp was at his desk when the sun came up. He firmly believed that if you got up before the criminals, it was that much easier to stay one step ahead of them. He picked up the phone and left a terse message for Lt. Hayward. Twenty minutes later, Phil Hayward was at his office door. “You want to see me?” “Come in,” Tripp said. “Close the door.” Lt. Hayward closed the door and sat in Tripp’s only guest chair. He waited for Tripp to put down his pen and address him. Eventually, Tripp looked up and regarded Hayward over his reading”
― T.A. Clark, Dead Loss: a novel of boats, bygones, and bad behavior