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Some omens are subtle. Others hit you over the head. Like a table cloth angrily pulled out from a loaded table. There's a huge crash. Drinks, food and plates fly. The person sitting across gets wet. Waiters get nervous. Dining room calm is shattered. All heads turn to gawk. The Judge should have known then the weekend was going to take a turn for the worse. A superstitious person would have known. The Casino Dining Room was well lit. 20 soft chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling cast light and created shadows over the gold gilt, moldings and 1920's fixtures of the great circular room. The…mehr

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Some omens are subtle. Others hit you over the head. Like a table cloth angrily pulled out from a loaded table. There's a huge crash. Drinks, food and plates fly. The person sitting across gets wet. Waiters get nervous. Dining room calm is shattered. All heads turn to gawk. The Judge should have known then the weekend was going to take a turn for the worse. A superstitious person would have known. The Casino Dining Room was well lit. 20 soft chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling cast light and created shadows over the gold gilt, moldings and 1920's fixtures of the great circular room. The dining room variably sparkled with silver, china and stemware laid out on sixty linen starched dining tables. The tables were spread around the ballroom in a three quarters circle. The final quarter boasted a small stage where a five man orchestra was pumping out elegant music from the 20's and 30s. It wasn't really a casino in the Vegas sense of course. There'd never been any gambling there. Not even in its heydays in the 1920's. But it was a circular structure of old world design and Italian definition. The tables were filled with stiff looking tuxedoed men and flowingly dressed women, mostly a little older, all with the scent of money. It could have been a Great Gatsby Party, moved forward 90 years and transported to this rugged Island off the Los Angeles Coast. Except that the assembled throng were a bit too weathered. The Judge and Katy, his intimate other......Was that the term these days? ... Sat together amongst a collection of tables more or less reserved for the Yacht Club contingent of which he was a member, many of whom were well into their cups and having an uproariously good time. Conversations were flowing easily. Discussions of sail boats and motor yachts, new nautical equipment and electronics, repairs, and close scrapes anchoring or crossing the channel, competed with discussions of business among the black tuxedoed men. The woman talked of
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Davis MacDonald writes classic murder mystery novels. Look for bold themes and exciting drama across the spectrum of our 21st century world as his characters vie for love, money, power and fame. A man of mystery, Davis MacDonald's award-winning "Judge Series Thrillers" draw upon real-life experiences and real characters to weaved fictional mystery novels intertwined with prominent social issues we all face in our first quarter of the 21st Century. > A man of mystery and a full-time lawyer, MacDonald is an award-winning novelist whose "Judge Series Thrillers" draw upon his real-life experiences, weaved around prominent social issues of our time. Couched between witty characters and rousing plot twists, like a literary magician he seamlessly injects critical issues that face us all in this first quarter of the 21st Century.