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Natasha Chesterbrook

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  1. Once Dorothy wrapped up the niceties we hurried our way back to the car where I pulled it around the corner and up the lane past the bungalow which lay shrouded in foliage. Although there were no other cars nearby I parked down a ways with a clear view of the road in front of the place. It went without saying Dorothy wasn't going to leave until she'd had a look. I got to the front door first and knocked. When Damian opened it, his eyes landed on me in amazement. Clearly I wasn’t who he expecte
  2. Miss James lived in a row house on one of the nicer streets of Georgetown, cobble stoned and narrow. As I handed her into the passenger side of my car, I couldn't help noticing the way her linen Capris fit nicely along her hips or the creamy white skin that showed from beneath her ponytail. A loose fitting jacket gave her the air of someone off to holiday at the shore not to hunt down a scam artist in the midst of his latest scheme. She made it look effortless, all that beauty packaged so nicely
  3. I tried to put those lips, the flashing green eyes, the sleek cut of her hips out of my mind but even then I could still hear that deep, sultry voice, "Do call...". So when I got nothing back from Damian after a week of leaving messages at his boarding house, I couldn't let it go. See, Damian grew up in the Italian section of Georgetown. Born Milton Guisti, Damian's family still lived downtown. I hopped a ride on the streetcar down Wisconsin Avenue then walked the two blocks to Guisti Dolci, t
  4. She glided into my office on a pair of black heels so high you'd need oxygen to put on a hat. While not a classic beauty her face was exquisitely formed with delicate features, her makeup perfectly accentuating a pair of striking green eyes. Soft caramel locks curved down one side where demure ruby lips pursed in a heart-shaped pucker. She wore a cream-colored silk blouse and a red pencil skirt that hugged her hips like velvet on a sofa. Her perfume hit me moments after my jaw dropped. The dam
  5. She walked into his office and changed his world but who is this dame, really? Seth Graham didn't know what hit him when Dorothy James showed up in his life but now someone is dead and he's afraid she's guilty.
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