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    Washed Up: An Anthony Carrick Mystery
    Washed Up: An Anthony Carrick Mystery
    Washed Up: An Anthony Carrick Mystery
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    Washed Up: An Anthony Carrick Mystery

    By Jason Blacker

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    A leisurely morning at the Santa Monica Pier turns out to be not all Anthony Carrick had hoped for. Police arrive and start putting up tape and crowds gather like vultures. A young man has been murdered, washed up under the pier like a beached whale.

    What seems like a second chance has ended as a dead end for Gregg Gelvan, a kid from the wrong side of the tracks. A pilot project for disadvantaged kids set up by the UCLA sends Gregg to college, but he ends up dead.

    Could it be the demons from his past have finally caught up with him? Anthony Carrick's on the case and he won't rest until the killer is caught, come hell or high water.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLemon Tree Publishing
    Release dateDec 4, 2016
    ISBN9781927623497
    Washed Up: An Anthony Carrick Mystery
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    Jason Blacker

    Jason Blacker was born in Cape Town but spent most of his first 18 years in Johannesburg. When not grinding his fingers down to stubs at the keyboard he enjoys drinking tea, calisthenics and running. Currently he lives in Canada.  Under his own name he writes hard boiled as well as cozy mysteries, action adventure, thrillers, literary fiction and anything else that tickles his muse. Jason Blacker also writes poetry and daily haikus at his haiku blog.  You can find his haikus and other poetry at his website www.haiqueue.com.  For FREE books and to stay up to date and learn about new releases be sure to visit www.jasonblacker.com where you can find more information about his writing and upcoming projects.  If you enjoy space opera in the tradition of Star Trek then take a look at Jason Blacker’s pen name “Sylynt Storme”. It is under the name Sylynt Storme where you can find both sci-fi and vampire fiction written by Jason Blacker.  “Star Sails” is the space opera series and “The Misgivings of the Vampire Lucius Lafayette” is his vampire series.

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      I was watching the beached whales trying to tan themselves on the Santa Monica Beach. I was sitting at the Chess Park smoking a cigarette and enjoying the midmorning sunshine on my face. Mornings and evenings were my favorite times of the day. The weather was cooler and the people sparser. It was late September and the weather could still get hot.

      I watched a lazy Chinese man on a bicycle take his dog for a run. It was a small poodle, and I couldn't figure out if he was a genius or an idiot. The dog was working hard. He was barely pedaling. You get all sorts down here. For example, at a chess table a little ways away from me was a homeless man who looked like an older Jesus. He had gray hair and a scruffy beard. He was wearing tattered cargo pants, sandals and a black wife beater. He was playing chess by himself, and from what I could tell he was commenting on the results. Only he didn't play from one seat. No, he kept getting up and changing seats each time he wanted to play as the other player. Perhaps he was trying to give it more authenticity.

      I didn't particularly care. I just liked the way the pier took my mind off things. I watched the roller coaster take a couple of tours along the pier and I couldn't figure out the attraction in that. If I wanted to move around I'd take a car and go someplace.

      Staring at the pier and all the human ants crawling all over it like it was a sliver of cake left at the beach, I noticed a group gathering down at the tideline just under the pier. I watched it after a while. Every so often, something interesting would wash up and get caught up on the legs of the pier. I'd seen a dead shark once washed up under there. Crabs too, you could find quite a few crabs if you were careful.

      But this looked different, I started to notice a few cops come on down and tape up the area. The yellow tape was what caught my eye and I became more interested in what was going on. I stubbed out my cigarette and got up, wishing old Jesus well with his chess match.

      I strolled down to see what was what. The crowd was growing bigger now and more unis were blocking the view. I walked up to one and he put his hand out to stop me.

      What's going on? I asked.

      He looked at me as if I'd asked to date his sister. I walked along the crowd towards the water. I made it to the edge and took off my shoes and socks and rolled up my socks. I walked into the water up to my knees and across towards the pier. I could see what looked like a body lying slightly under the pier, but a couple of plain clothes were blocking the view.

      Sir! Sir! came the shout of a wet behind the ears the cop. I'm going to have to get you to move that way.

      He was gesticulating with his hands to get me to head back from where I'd come. I smiled at him and ignored him. He was getting more worked up.

      Sir! he yelled. I'm serious. You've got to get back now. Goddamn!

      I kept going and he matched my pace but he stayed on they dry sand. One of the plain clothes looked up at me and grinned. Then he nudged

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