Private Investigators Quotes

“She smiled at his flirtations. “Have I ever told you how incorrigible you are?”
He chuckled. “Several times. But I do have some redeemable qualities. Don’t you think?”
She kissed him lightly on the lips. “You sure do.”
“Name one.”
“Well!” Amelia tapped her forehead as if to think. Do you mean besides being so irresponsible that it drives me crazy? Well, I have to say that you’re not bad to look at. That why I keep you around.”
A smile was playing at the corners of Rick’s lips and a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes. Without warning, he pulled her into his arms and gave a kiss to remember.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Her Lost Love

“Rick smiled as he grabbed the fat round toad from her back. “Got it.”
Amelia breathed a sigh of relief when she saw what it was. “Oh. Just a frog.”
“Correction. Toad,” said Mr. Witherbee. “There’s a difference. I guess Herman was just taking a swim and you were in his way.”
Rick raised his brow. “You named him?”
“You bet.”
When Amelia looked at the toad, she smiled. “He’s cute. Can I keep him?”
She was just joking around, but it made Rick laugh.
“Sorry, missy,” said Mr. Witherbee. “No can do! He eats all the gnats and mosquitoes on this here pond, not to mention all the flies that can really get on a person’s nerves. He’s been my friend here for at least ten years.”
Amelia raised her brow. “They can live that long?”
“Hey, they can live up to fifteen years if taken good care of.” He smiled. “And I take very good care of Herman.”…
Rick placed the toad on a rock. He then warned the little fellow, “Now you better watch out because some girl just might give you a kiss and you’ll turn into a prince.”
Amelia laughed. “You’ve got that all wrong. It’s a frog that turns into a prince. Not a toad.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Her Lost Love

“You can't have understanding without having empathy, and you can't have empathy without losing money.”
― Erle Stanley Gardner, The Knife Slipped

“It all came back to something I’d figured out once about the detective business. There were two ways to go along: underground or on top. I never found out which was best. Underground you had the element of surprise on your side, but it was harder to move around. On top you went everywhere, taking cracks at everybody, and everybody taking cracks at you. You had to be tough to play it that way. Well, I was tough.”
― Jonathan Latimer, Solomon's Vineyard

“Rick smiled as he watched the waves roll toward their feet. He turned to her and said, “Since we’re going to Louisiana, I did some research and learned a few things. Did you know it’s famous for its gumbo and bayous?”
Amelia’s eyes brightened. “Really? I’ve seen pictures of a bayou in a magazine. It’s so mysterious looking.”
“It’s also the crawdad capital of the world.”
“Crawdad? What’s that?”
Rick’s eyes widened with surprise. “You don’t know what crawdads are?”
She shook her head.
“They’re a freshwater crayfish, similar to shrimp… only better.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Louisiana has a larger alligator population than any other state. Just over a million.”
“Over a million!” exclaimed Amelia with astonishment.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“After a moment, Amelia heard Rick humming as he marched down the ramp. It was a familiar tune. She raised a curious brow as she listened to him and then it dawned on her.
“Singing in the Rain!” she exclaimed. “How do you know that song?”
He glanced over his shoulder and smiled. “I had sisters. Remember?” And with that statement, he burst into song: “I’m singing in the rain, just singing in the rain. What a glorious feeling’! I’m happy again.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“It wasn’t a horror movie, Mama,” said Jody adamantly.
“It had zombies, didn’t it?”
“Yes, ma’am, but it’s a love story.”
Rick laughed. He was amused with the young girl’s defense.
“Have you seen it?” asked Jody. “It’s called Warm Bodies.”
Rick shook his head. “No, I haven’t. Is it good?”
Jody’s eyes brightened. “Oh my gosh! You have to see it…”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“Rick looked at his watch and gave a nod. “Yup! We have enough time before our next appointment.”
“Enough time for what?” asked Amelia.
He grinned and began dancing around her and singing in jazz style: “Goin’ down the bayou! Goin’ down the bayou! Goin’ down the bayou! Doodle-ee doodle-ee-doo!”
When Rick saw her eyes brighten, he said, I checked out a few bayous at Cross Lake. We’re goin’ down the bayou, sweetie.”
Amelia asked with laughter in her voice, “Were you just singing a Disney tune? From the Princess and the Frog?”
“Yup! I have many talents.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“She struggled with all her might, but he was much too heavy and strong.
With a sigh, Amelia finally said, “You win. How can I defend myself in a situation like this?”
“That’s a good question.”
With a satisfied grin, he got to his feet and said, “I’ll show you.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou

“He strummed a few chords and then sang:
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine.
You make me happy when skies are gray.
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you.
Please don’t take my sunshine away.
Rick sang one more verse, and when he was done, he winked at Amelia and smiled.”
― Linda Weaver Clarke, Mystery on the Bayou