{"product_id":"the-not-so-ancient-mariner-m-g-lewis-9798542622804","title":"The Not So Ancient Mariner","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eJennifer, his boss at the accounting firm of Garst, Bauer \u0026amp; Hartmann, was out until the birth of her third child.\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eCarla Wong-Baldacci, his coworker, and Harry, also a coworker, were out with pregnancy complications. Not that Harry was pregnant but Carla was, and she was his wife. \u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eSo he was naturally concerned about his boss and coworkers. He was..\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eBut that didn't mean that he, Gabriel Bergeron, would meekly do the work of four! It was outrageous and criminal! Probably? Weren't there labor laws that forbade working from dawn to dusk and on Saturdays?\u003c\/i\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003ci\u003eThere should be\u003c\/i\u003e.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eIn any case, he had no time to be searching an old house in West Philly with one Steven Bradley. He had last seen young Bradley five months earlier kneeling beside Sieta Dijkstra's corpse. Bradley was a crime scene tech with the FBI. Sieta had been a Frisian art thief.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe hadn't thought that they would ever meet again, but here they were searching the house of a guy named Lars \"Duke\" Thorvaldsen with Bradley leading the charge from the rear.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"As they climbed the steps, the smell transitioned into a stench. He felt the hairs on the back of his neck rouse themselves in an atavistic response.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe looked at Bradley. \"Is that the bathroom?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBradley nodded; black eyes enormous.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe didn't know why he had to go first. He might be ten years older than Bradley. Or a bit more. But he was just as squeamish as the next guy. There were those who would say more squeamish; Bradley was one of them.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBut he hadn't loved Duke who had been a father figure to Bradley.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe pulled out a handkerchief and covered his mouth and nose.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe turned the knob and peered around the door when the gap was six inches. The bathroom was dark; a glimmer of light was coming through one tiny, stain-glass window.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eHe cracked the door. A thick, gag-inducing stench of corruption and bodily effluents was oozing out and coiling around them. This never boded well.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBradley had shut his eyes. \"The switch is on the right.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"This may be a case where more light is not a plus.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBut he flicked the switch anyway.\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e M. G. Lewis\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-10:\u003c\/b\u003e 8542622804\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eISBN-13:\u003c\/b\u003e 9798542622804\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublisher:\u003c\/b\u003e Independently Published\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eLanguage:\u003c\/b\u003e English\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePublished:\u003c\/b\u003e 07\/23\/2021\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003ePages:\u003c\/b\u003e 334\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eFormat:\u003c\/b\u003e Paperback\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eWeight:\u003c\/b\u003e 0.99lbs\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eSize:\u003c\/b\u003e 9.00h x 6.00w x 0.70d","brand":"M. G. Lewis","offers":[{"title":"Paperback","offer_id":44920070340863,"sku":"9798542622804","price":13.79,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0662\/2982\/9887\/files\/img_9d9d83f5-03e7-47db-86f0-b2b4d3fd9bfa.jpg?v=1710360113","url":"https:\/\/www.whiterainbookhouse.com\/products\/the-not-so-ancient-mariner-m-g-lewis-9798542622804","provider":"WR Book House","version":"1.0","type":"link"}