Scavenger Reef

By Laurence Shames

Augie Silver is a profitable Key West artist whose paintings brings a good, if now not outstanding, cost on the finer ny galleries.

Then Augie, an avid sailor, disappears into the Carribean. His spouse, Nina, grieves, and his buddies hoist a number of to his reminiscence. in the meantime, Augie's agent organizes a retrospective show of the Silver assortment; the express is a giant luck, and the price of Augie's paintings is going during the roof, prompting the painter's neighbors to gain that the photographs putting on their partitions, mostly presents from their friend Augie, are actually worthy a fortune.

Hold every little thing!

Here's Augie, alive back. His boat broke aside in a hurricane, yet he floated ashore and, after a bout of amnesia, has eventually lower back to his loved Nina. She's delighted, yet Augie's associates -- seeing their expected pile of lucre minimize -- aren't so certain.

Soon Arnie's lifestyles is at risk back -- this time from anyone attempting to guard his or her funding. conscientiously drawn characters -- Key West eccentrics, as a rule -- and a languid, poetic sort mix with a shrewdpermanent plot for an strange and extremely exciting secret.

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They went to the kitchen. Morning mild used to be pouring in during the French doorways behind the home. Hibiscus vegetation have been stretching absolutely open, their pistils brassy with pollen and thrust forth like silent trumpets. The darkish leaves of the oleanders seemed nearly blue. "Reuben," Nina acknowledged, "Mr. Silver has been very ailing. " The younger guy breathed deeply, taking the burden of his friend's sickness into himself. He nodded solemnly. "He wishes a protracted relaxation, an ideal leisure. And he wishes somebody to spend the times with him, to ensure he's not .

Nothin'," stated Jimmy Gibbs. "He sought after nothin' and he bought it. " Curran checked out Gibbs with gruff admiration; the fellow used to be a moody sonofabitch, supply him that. He'd polished off Barnett's moment double and used to be now nursing the dregs of 1 he'd bought for himself. Hogfish Mike jerked a few glasses up and down the bottle brush and attempted a distinct conversational technique. "Some men have been in ahead of, Ray Yates and a pair others, talkin' approximately your blood brother Augie Silver. " Gibbs used to be in that nation of deep sulk the place it turns into a kind of in poor health victory to stay completely bored to death, yet he couldn't aid giving in to interest.

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