Auntie KiKi here and I do declare that trying to keep that Walker Boone from getting caught by the cops is a full-time job. First he has that red ’57 Chevy. I tell you it’s like driving a with a target on his back. Good thing he swapped it out for Reagan’s pink scooter.
Not that a pink scooter is any less conspicuous, mind you but more that no one...and I do mean no one...would suspect Walker book on it. And from what I hear he’s wearing Reagan’s pink glittered helmet. Lord have mercy what is Savannah coming to.
I wonder where he’s hiding out? It’s not like him to get his friends in trouble with taking up residence in their places but he sure enough can’t be leaving Savannah. He’d never find the killer that way and he can’t be on the run forever. He has roots here and friends and a law practice and Reagan.
And that brings us to the next point. When are those two ever going to realize they got a thing going? I suppose the problem is would Walker ever let Reagan get into the mischief that she does and would Reagan beat Walker around the neck and shoulders if he tried to stop her?
I tell you those two are going to be the death of me. But first we need to get Walker off the hook here and find the real killer. My bet it’s that no good, low rent scallywag of a half brother. Knocking off Conway Atkins is the perfect way to frame Walker and get him out of his life forever.
Let me know if you think Reagan and Walker will get together and
I’ll give way two Demise in Denim totes from the answers.
Demise in Denim
Book five of the Consignment Shop mysteries
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