William Vickers

The Few and the Damned: Murder in the Dunes William Vickers

Killing is a hard thing to shake, he thought. The world had turned into a giant cesspool and he was the scum that floated on top.

The next few weeks became the best of times for Nick Carter. The green-eyed blonde who Veronica Steele had assigned to him as a summer project turned out being much more interesting than he had expected. She was neither the snob nor academic that he had perceived her to be, but instead had an effervescent demeanor and attitude toward life. Aesthetically she had the long stems and sleek lines of a fashion model yet chose architecture as her field of endeavor, and if successful, would help create a new standard for women wishing to enter into that field. Rosalind was also steadfast in keeping her virtue, at least until she received a decent proposal of marriage. Her reasons weren't necessarily based on religious morals, but on how she had perceived her parents until their big breakup. In spite of that, and maybe because of it, Nick felt right being with her...being with her more than anyone else. They were from two different worlds, it seemed, and on a collision course to who knows where. She was there to bring back her past, while he was there running from his. She was the daughter of a fashion model and a prominent architect, while he worked for bootlegger profiteers. But none of that mattered to either of them in the summer of 1927....