“What an f’g jackass.” Thumbs in ears, melodramatic [former B-actress] Cousin Reynalda thrust forth her tongue and wiggled long, slender fingers. Sparkly raspberry nail polish glittered under the bright lemon-colored sun.
Standing alongside a looming, leafy shrub that served as target practice for strident feathery friends gliding past, Detective Sammie Sallo chose to turn just then.
In went the tongue and out came the thumbs. With a Hollywood [dazzling] smile, Rey waved both hands, then tucked them into the pockets of daisy-imprinted cut-off shorts.
“Next time, sister, that tongue better mean business.” With a camel grunt, he pulled out a mouth-to-lung e-cigarette bundle. Sallo resembled Stacy Keach’s Mike Hammer right down to the mustache and fedora, an odd hat to be wearing on Oahu.
