Hurricane Bay by Heather Graham

Author:Heather Graham [Graham, Heather]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Private Investigators, Man-Woman Relationships, Murder - Investigation - Florida, Mystery & Detective, General, Romance, Romantic Suspense Fiction, Suspense, Adult, Missing Persons, Search and Rescue Operations, Serial Murders - Florida, Fiction, Florida Keys
ISBN: 9781551666655
Google: tBslMiQYEREC
Amazon: B000IOETV4
Publisher: MIRA
Published: 1997-01-02T05:00:00+00:00

So much for not attracting attention. She saw the booth where a woman was sitting. She wasn't exactly topless, but strategic lace-rimmed holes in her shirt meant she might as well be.

Kelsey tried not to stare as she paid the admission, then slipped into the club. She was grateful that she could slink around the back of the room, far from the stage, and take a seat in a dark corner.

She wasn't sure what she had expected. A pack of dirty old men with scraggly cheeks and beer bellies, all leaning around the stage, tongues hanging out.

Maybe she'd been watching too much television.

The club was actually rather nice. She had expected something seedy, with dirty floors, dank walls and rough, litter-strewn tables. But though the place was dark and smoky, the tables surrounding the stage were clean, polished wood, sporting candles and even fresh flowers. She liked the darkness; it allowed her to feel invisible.

She looked around. The customers were not what she'd expected.

For the most part, they were clean-shaven. Or, if they had facial hair, it seemed to be trimmed and in good order. Some were dressed casually in denims and polo shirts, and some were in suits.

Some were with women. Normal -looking women.

Okay, Kelsey, she asked herself, just what is normal?

It wasn't time to get into a philosophical debate with herself. She had come to find out what Dane was doing.

At the moment, country music was playing because the performance was...country. The girl on stage was a tall, beautiful blonde. As Kelsey took her chair, the girl was removing her hat and swirling her hair.

She wore a white-tasseled skirt and matching jacket and moved with a sensuality that defied the wholesome lyrics of the song.

The cocktail waitress who came to her table was wearing a short black skirt and low-cut silver bustier.

She was pleasant and professional, and didn't seem either surprised or annoyed when Kelsey asked for soda water with lime.

There were catcalls rising around the room. The girl on stage shed the short skirt to reveal a G-string, a pretty piece of nothing so studded with rhinestones that they might as well have been glued to her skin.

"Hi there."

Kelsey looked up. A nicely dressed, older man with steel gray hair was standing by her table.

"Hi."

"Are you alone?" he asked. "Want company?"

"No...I'm waiting for my fiancé. But thank you."

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