Over Her Dear Body — Richard S. Prather

Dancing the fox trot with a client could be considered unethical-then again, a lot of what my job leads me to do is unethical-but I believe in adding a personal touch to my work. And boy did that ferocious feline of a lady make me crazy about my job. After a while, our rhythmic anatomy lesson turned dirty with an unfriendly gangster pointed his pistol my way. They want me, Shell Scott, to be the headline in the obituaries section, and all I want to do is turn off that dancing music and run to save my life.