dynamite by moonlight, part 1

you wouldn’t beat up a woman, would you where’s the bottle? she was strictly dynamite things are pretty rough right now so don’t hold anything against me a warm haze of smoke enveloped the room we had to build a special coffin he’d been planning it for a long time he lounged there with apparent calm yes, things are pretty rough right now where’s the bottle? she asked with sober and passionless precision you have already mentioned that things are rough with sober and passionless precision his liquor bills ate up a third of his salary i can’t stand to think about you, either yes, you heard me right his liquor bills ate up a third of his salary she looked him over with sober and passionless precision she had had plans for him for a long time a warm haze of smoke enveloped the room i’m not the same guy you married i can’t stand to think about you, either and you are not the same dame where are the clothes you were wearing last night a warm haze of smoke enveloped the detective’s face because she was strictly dynamite sources: don’t get in my way, by frances clippinger; the murderer is a fox, by ellery queen; dread journey, by dorothy b hughes; the curse of the bronze lamp, by carter dickson; the double take, by roy huggins; too late for tears, by roy huggins; violent night, by ralph jackson; run from the hunter, by keith grantland; to find cora, by harry whittington; body and passion, by harry whittington; framed in guilt, by day keene; my flesh is sweet, by day keene; the devil thumbs a ride, by robert c du soe