Surfside Caper

Larry Flynn was a special investigator for hotels. And though the swanky Surfside Lodge was not in his bailiwick, he was willing to answer the call for help from the pretty widow that ran it.

He’d owed her husband a personal debt, and it looked like a good opportunity to repay it. Besides, there was something mighty strange about her sudden telegram.

Now, as he pushed his fast sports car towards the...