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By the time I got out of the bathroom and got dressed, Megan informed me that Miss Belmonte had split, telling Megan to tell me she was sorry, but she was on her way to the jail to visit a…

After leaving Mac’s Bar and Grill, I decided to drive to my houseboat instead of the office. I needed a shower. I must have perspired a gallon of sweat dealing with Marco. I stunk. I had hired a young college…

On the way back to the office, I had this undeniable thirst. I tried to ignore it, but it was too strong, and I was not.  Mac's Bar and Grill was one of my old haunts just off the Embarcadero…

I wondered why I hadn't gotten any pages in all the time I was with the 'Andre the Giant.' I began looking for my pager. Shit! I couldn't find it. What the fuck! Where the hell is it? I needed…

I was pretty fuckin’ relieved when a limo half a block long pulled up alongside the Karmann-Ghia. Mr. Marco exited my car and got into the limo and disappeared. I sat there for some time, just staring at all the…

"Ok, let's hear this deal," I said.  "First, Rocco knows he not a go free," Marco said. That's a relief, I thought. That would put the 'deal' right into the shitter. There was no way this guy Rocco was going…

I had just paid the valet for bringing me my Karmann-Ghia at Scoma's restaurant and had gotten into the driver's seat when the passenger door opened. Someone I didn't know slid into the passenger seat and closed the door. This…

I called D.A. Campbell, who told me he was meeting Judge Steven Gerick Jr. for lunch. Campbell asked if I’d like to join them. We met at Scoma’s, a seafood restaurant on Fisherman’s Wharf, which just happened to be my…

I called D.A. Campbell from my office thinking he was the one that might have some answers about gaining access to a safe-deposit box. When I mentioned the safe-deposit box, the excitement in the District Attorney’s voice tended to cement…

By the time I was finished at Horse Trader Ed's and had been given the keys to the Karmann Ghia, Emma was walking toward me.  "Is that your car, Sam?" she asked. I nodded. "Hey, I love those. What's the…

I left Lady of Erin and the yacht harbor with the red notebook clamped under my arm.  Instead of returning to the office, I had the cab drop me off at my houseboat. My dogs were all over me, of…

SAM! COME IN HERE! I made my way into the master stateroom where Nikki had been searching. I hadn’t found shit searching the rest of the boat.  Entering through the small doorway, I saw Nikki standing in the middle of…

Expectations are not full proof, and that was the case with Nikki Santos. When she arrived at the Windjammer Bar and Grill, she looked hotter than a summer in Phoenix. I was expecting some heavy flirting before we headed over…

Not far from the Yacht Harbor was the Windjammer Bar and Grill. I have to admit the old adage “two birds with one stone” immediately came to mind. I could call Emma to see what the ‘emergency’ was and ‘wet…

Needless to say, I was shocked and saddened by the news of Maggie O’Halloran’s murder, but the fact that her body was found in the trunk of my car. I mean, whoa, that is some kind of message. Things were…

It was good to get back to the office after the hospital stay. Emma greeted me with a hug and a kiss. I let my hands slide down her back and over the very short, flowered dress she was wearing.…

It wasn’t long after the D.A. left when the hospital said I could go home. I called my secretary, Emma, to pick me up. Getting out of her car at my place, I noticed my classic 1955 Nash Rambler Country…

“Hey, there, Mr. District Attorney,” I said, my voice sounding a bit scratchy. I was tired and feeling a little groggy. “Heard you were on your deathbed, so I thought I’d better get my ass down here before they read…

From Chief O’Halloran’s house, I was transported by ambulance to SF. General Hospital. I kept trying to fall asleep in the ambulance, but the EMT’s wouldn’t let me. “Protocol,” they said. I was treated for a  concussion and a possible…

I decided to follow through with my idea of linking those mysterious photographs to the murder of the Chief. For some reason, I believed in their existence. I could be completely wrong, but Momma Blue's genuine sincerity when she recounted…

I had serious doubts about whether or not my plumbing was still in working order after undergoing the onslaught of one detective Nikki Santos. I was referring to the triumvirate in my groin area. I wince every time I run…

There were semi-private booths in Lefty’s, and I grabbed one. I had started with a glass of ice-tea (I had good intentions) but segued to double scotch “on the rocks,” two of them, to be exact. With one sitting on…

I had heard of Nikki Santos, I mean, how could’ve I not have heard about her. She was the first female ever to be assigned to the Homicide Division, and from what I’ve gleaned from those who know her, she…

After leaving Emma’s, I stopped in at Ivy’s Coffee Shop in the Mission District. I needed to get grounded and fast. I had been making little headway in Chief O’Halloran’s murder and needed to get my ass in gear. I…