The Haunted Air (2011)
“The delicate melody sounded vaguely familiar, but he couldn’t identify it. He’d bought some classical CDs for background music in the waiting room, but he’d picked them at random and never listened to them himself. Never understood why people liked classical; but then, he couldn’t understand why people liked to drink Scotch either.
Charlie? Not a chance. Not Charlie’s taste at all. And Charlie was in the sack. He’d come back from his night ride with Jack babbling about how bustin’ he was, how t...hey’d set it up to give Madame Pomerol a taste of her own medicine, and how he wished he could be there when it went down. But then he’d faded fast and said goodnight.
Lyle threw off the sheet and swung his feet to the floor. He didn’t want to know the time. Whatever it was, it was too late. He’d given up on trying to keep the windows closed so he’d turned off the AC and gone to bed with them open. The temperature at the moment wasn’t too bad, though.
But what’s with the music?MoreLess
Charlie? Not a chance. Not Charlie’s taste at all. And Charlie was in the sack. He’d come back from his night ride with Jack babbling about how bustin’ he was, how t...hey’d set it up to give Madame Pomerol a taste of her own medicine, and how he wished he could be there when it went down. But then he’d faded fast and said goodnight.
Lyle threw off the sheet and swung his feet to the floor. He didn’t want to know the time. Whatever it was, it was too late. He’d given up on trying to keep the windows closed so he’d turned off the AC and gone to bed with them open. The temperature at the moment wasn’t too bad, though.
But what’s with the music?MoreLess
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