When Mitch is followed by a black Jag, he pulls into a south city dive of a bar and first confronts Danny. Has Mitch met his psychological match? The power of her perfumes hint to a touch of magical realism as the reader delves further into the tale. Here is a brief passage...
A ribbon of smoke snaked toward the ceiling as she whispered in my ear, "You can be the envy of every man here--or the target. Your interest in me and your money brought you to a crossroads. Let's get naked, Mr. Easy-on-the-Eyes. I'll grind my sweet perfumes into your flesh all night. You'll smell me on you for a week and dream only of me." She extinguished her cigarette and placed a smooth brown leg over mine, nibbling my earlobe, her thick hair clinging soft to my stubble.
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