Chapter 38: Laura Calls
Downtown Hurricane Bay
HBIA
5:05 P.M.
The telephone in my office rang. I thought about removing the landline numerous times, but enjoyed the cucumber green phone from 1983, and its ring, which sounded like brrraaarrrrring. Another reason why I didn’t want to toss the phone away I used for my business. The agency’s phone number was listed all over the Internet and in the local directories. How could I throw that business away?
I decided to take the call and picked up the line on the first ring. “Hurricane Bay Investigative Agency. Axle Dupree speaking.”
“Mr. Dupree?”
The caller turned out to be none other than Laura Monigal from Turtle Bay. Wasn’t it a coincidence that I had just learned that her granddaughter had worked as a Paxtonian Books editor? The world
