Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 53

When I pulled up in front of the house I blew the horn six quick times. That let Rosie know who was there. All at once, every window in the joint was filled with the angelic faces of smiling young ladies, very eager to see who had just arrived.

Rosie came barreling out the front door and down the porch steps as I exited the car. She came up and gave me a tight hug and kissed the side of my cheek.

"Jake!" she said loud enough to wake the dead. "What brings you all the way out here, hon?"