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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…

I felt like shit. The bottle of Scotch eventually over-ruled the fine Cuban cigars. I do remember that as soon as I was half in the bag, I grabbed my secretary, Emma, and headed for Louie's Joint down at Fisherman's…

 I stared at the autopsy report as it lay in front of me on my desk.  If you’ve never seen an autopsy report before, let me tell you if you are not a doctor, 99% of what’s on the report…

"Mr. Grit, you're blushing," said the best-looking piece of ass I've ever laid these bloodshot eyes on.  

"Actually, this is a bit of sunburn I got the other day," I said jokingly, hoping she would pick up on my feeble…

I parked my car in the underground garage of my office building. I pulled out the folded-up piece of paper from my shirt pocket.  Written in red ink across the top, it said, “Here are some phone numbers and addresses…

“Geezus Christ, Sam!” said the Mayor, rather loudly. “Every time I see you, you look older than the last time I saw you.” It’s called aging Mayor.  It happens to the best of us, that and good scotch, or bad…

As I was leaving, Emma held the phone toward me, “It’s your ex,” she whispered, while holding her hand over the receiver. With a demonstrative eye roll, I took the phone from Emma. “Don’t give me that eye roll Sam,”…

When I got back to the office - Emma, my part-time gal, informed me that Mayor Russell had called and wanted to meet for lunch. Henry Russell was elected Mayor the year before. I had met the Mayor when we…

What Momma Blue shared with me was so explosive that if any hint of the Chief’s cross-dressing activity got out to the media, the City would’ve been rocked to its muddy foundations.  “Now what I’m tellin’ you is in the…

“Mr. Grit,” said Barry White, or what sounded like the rotund singer, but was actually Momma Blue.  I think she played Barry White in one of her shows and since I was a big fan, I would have to catch…

It took me at least an hour just to get my six-foot four-inch frame out of bed. The hangovers were getting worse. I had to dump at least four shots of brandy into my coffee to stabilize myself. Then an…

I stood in the middle of the living room, surveying the mess the cops had wreaked. Studying the place, I tried to imagine where a seasoned gendarme like O’Halloran would hide something he didn’t want anyone else to see? From…