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Flamenco Flood #17

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Sundog looked over his shoulder. “You’d better step on it, Billy, cause you and The Dog got big trouble.”

I gave a quick glance at Tammy, then jammed the throttle.

Sundog, slapped me on the back of the head. “They’re gaining.”

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I watched in disgust as Billy ogled the breasts of that washed-out blonde leaning over the side of the cabin cruiser. I wished I were on that boat where I could get warm, instead of sitting in this stupid testosterone special.

After he got a good eye full, Billy glanced in my direction.Book cover of Flamenco Flood by author Nik C Colyer

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Flamenco Flood #16

“Hey Dog Man,” I yelled across the water as the boat slowed then coasted toward him. “Where you headed?”

“Thought Dog was going with you to Tenican Heights.”

I shook my head slightly and winked.

“Tammy and I are going on a picnic. Can we drop you somewhere?”

Dog shrugged. “Suppose to go with you.”

Obviously, Sundog wasn’t getting the message. I winked more, shifted my position so Tammy couldn’t see my face and mouthed my message.

“Well, get in and we’ll take you where you want to go.”

Tammy gave me the evil eye. “Billy Marlin, let me off this boat right this minute.”Book cover of Flamenco Flood by author Nik C Colyer Continue reading

Flamenco Flood #15

Being the helpful and conscientious man I am, I spent most of the rest of the day ferrying people back and forth from the roofs of their flooded homes to dry land. Maybe I drummed up some new customers for my drugstore. Not that I did it for that reason, but a little business wouldn’t hurt.

I wanted to go back to Cassandra Liltkey’s house, but people kept getting my attention. It was dark before I made a beeline for the fifth fairway. I pulled the boat up on the muddy shore, climbed to the nose and jumped onto dry land.

She opened the front door. “What are you doing here?” Book cover of Flamenco Flood by author Nik C Colyer Continue reading

Flamenco Flood #14

CHAPTER #7 CLANCY’S BAR AND GRILL

I was dropped by that old pharmacy guy, then walked down the side of the levee, across the two-lane and through the doors into Clancy’s. I was hoping Dog was waiting, because I had a story to tell and only The Dog Man would believe me.

He was nursing the last bit of color from a third Bloody Mary. He liked to line the glasses. He looked at me and his face lit. “What the fuck, I thought you were dead.”

“Shit, Dog, can’t get rid of me that easy.”

I told Dog Man what happened. I told him about rescuing the ultimate Babe, but I saved the best for last.Book cover of Flamenco Flood by author Nik C Colyer Continue reading

Flamenco Flood #13

On the dry end of town, inside Clancy’s Bar and Grill, in his own unique way, The Dog Man was grieving his friend. Dog saw Billy run for the truck, then disappear into the wall of rain. By the time Dog arrived at the half-submerged truck, Billy was gone. Following our plan Dog went for the canoes, but they were gone too. Book cover of Flamenco Flood by author Nik C Colyer Continue reading