The Alibi
Chapter One
He noticed her the moment she stepped into the pavilion. Even in a
crowd of other women dressed, for the most part, in skimpy summer
clothing, she was definitely a standout. Surprisingly, she was
alone.
As she paused to get her bearings, her gaze stopped briefly on the
dais, where the band was performing, before moving to the dance
floor, then to the haphazard arrangement of chairs and tables
surrounding it. Spotting a vacant table, she moved to it and sat
down.
The pavilion was round in shape, about thirty yards in diameter.
Although it was an open-air structure with a conical roof, the
underside of which was strung with clear Christmas lights, the
pitched ceiling trapped the noise inside, making the din incredible.
What the band lacked in musical talent they made up for with volume,
obviously of the opinion that decibels would make their missed notes
less discernible. They did, however, play with raucous enthusiasm ... read full excerpt from The Alibi ebook
