Dark. Almost black storm clouds hung low over the city. Thunder boomed. Rain fell with a determined effort to wash the sins away from all. The streets were miniature Venetian canals as we plowed through bumper-deep water in the Shelby Mustang. But there was a smile on my face and my fingers kept tapping to the beat of a tune playing in my head on the steering wheel as I drove.
It was too much for Frank not to say something.
“Ravished the kid again, didn’t you? Have you no shame, you p*****t?”
The corners of Frank’s mouth were moving up and down and for a moment there I thought he was going to burst out in outright laughter. I grinned, downshifted into second, and went around a corner slowly, sending a tidal wave of water that flushed up onto the sidewalk and almost flooded the lobby of
