Things are heating up for Dinger, PI at #MotiveMeansOpportunity
I tightened my grip on Gloria Wainwright’s upper arm as I guided her out of the casino bar to the nearest exit leading to the Last Frontier’s parking lot. Outside, the glaring neon Aurora Borealis hovering above the skies of Vegas lit up the foul world of Sin City. I hustled the dame across the parking lot to my car.
“Where are you taking me?” she wailed, protesting every step and trying to jerk from my grasp. The sugar-spoon heiress doused me with cuss words that would do any Marine proud.
I managed to unlock the driver-side door of my Ford Coupe and shoved Miss Wainwright inside. She fought like a cornered wildcat when I lost my grip climbing in beside her. I fended off her clawing blows and finally landed a quick slap of my own across her dainty little face. That shut her up. She retreated against the…
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