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Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in Solidarity Time: Lee Hacklyn, #1
Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in Solidarity Time: Lee Hacklyn, #1
Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in Solidarity Time: Lee Hacklyn, #1
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Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in Solidarity Time: Lee Hacklyn, #1

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New York City.  1977.

A state-wide teacher's strike is in progress.

Lee is hired to investigate the murder of Andrew Higgins,

President of the Harmonius American Federaton of Private School Teachers.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJohn Leister
Release dateOct 8, 2023
ISBN9798223311454
Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in Solidarity Time: Lee Hacklyn, #1

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    Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in Solidarity Time - John Leister

    CENTRAL PARK.  NEW YORK CITY. 1977.

    CHAPTER ONE

    No.  That’s completely wrong.  You’re going out of your way to do the exact opposite of what I’ve been trying to teach you for the last hour.  You’re not looking the ball, you’re looking at that pretty boy, playing against the wall.  You’re not bringing your racquet back, like I’ve been telling you.  You wait until the last second, then you wonder why the ball goes wild.  You’re not bending your knees when you run.  What kind of weirdo chick doesn’t bend her knees when she runs?  Let’s start again.  You’re never learn anything in life unless you pay attention to people who know more than you do, which is to say, everybody.  Hit the ball.

    Let’s call it a day, Prentice.

    Let’s call what a day?

    I’m just not a sports gal, babe.  Let’s get breakfast.

    We’ll get breakfast, when I say so.  Hit the ball.

    She did. 

    It went over the fence and landed in parts unknown.

    Then, she put her foot on the neck of her Wilson woman’s tennis racquet and snapped it in two.

    Her acts of defiance elated me.

    I love a scene, if it’s just.

    It was a cloudless day in July and hotter than ELO tickets.

    The only sport I’ve ever had any interest is tennis, even so, just a few days a year, like this one.

    My ball went over the wall several times.

    My wrist was aching.

    Some people

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