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Scout’s Honor: Chapter 17
Pennsylvania “Austen,” called the matronly clerk. “Richard Phillip Austen Jr.” The small gathering of supplicants looked about the dreary DMV’s institutional waiting room,...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 16
Terminal The LAX international terminal was crowded, bustling, its check-in lines long, with unshaven arrivals embracing their excited families, while embarking passengers bid...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 15
Zapatos Though less than an hour’s drive from their hometown of Lemon Grove, Roy’s trip was longer than Eddie’s cross-country flight. His was...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 14
The Pinto Eddie’s leg was asleep. Tingling—numb from the hip down—it had pressed too long against the coils of rope and folded canvas...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 13
Las Tumbas A few blocks north of the hotel, Rosarito’s police station squatted on a dirt road next to a used-car lot. The...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 12
Bang, Bang, Bang, Boom Eddie’s mind raced, dancing from his empty future to his moves at the police station, how he would get...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 11
A Ride Downtown Sergeant Rudy Schmidt drove into the Riviera Inn and parked his wife’s Chevy wagon within sight of Roy’s convertible. He...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 10
Nothing to Declare On his way north to Tijuana, Eddie eased into Rosarito, squinting after a jail down each of the small streets...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 9
Rosarito Sitting on the rubbled beach awaiting Roy’s overdue return, Eddie scowled at the jammed coffee can at his feet. How would he...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 8
K-39 Eddie and Roy stood next to the van on a bluff overlooking a small, dingy beach. A faded signpost, K-39—the distance in...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 7
Date Night To seize the day, Roy Cross could say anything to anyone, occasionally even meaning it. While Eddie hung his head in...
Scout’s Honor: Chapter 6
Jonnie His dinner shift over, Eddie strode to the VW beneath the stand of wind-twisted Monterey pine in the Inn’s employee lot. Troubled—and...