EXCERPT from page 16, "Georgia Out of My Mind" © 2005

SHERIFF SIMMS: Jesse Lucas and Raynelle Buford are comin' in.
CARVER TOOVEY: Dope-heads and tattoo artists.
SIMMS: Sorry it's not high-society enough for you.
CARVER: Well, it is a disappointment. But I still have hope a white-collar killer might appear, 'specially where there's an imaginary wad of money involved.
SIMMS: And, of course, there's one other little issue.
CARVER: What's that?
SIMMS: We ain't got a B-O-D-Y!
CARVER: Are you kiddin' me? No doubt in my mind. That woman ain't comin' back. Even if she wanted to.
SIMMS: Have some more whisky, Carver. And while you're at it, take your black cloud someplace else. (waving her hand as if she's shooting a fly, but we know it's to her mama) Shit.
CARVER: I may watch some of the questionin', if you don't mind. (sidling up) Does that turn you on, sugar bean? Knowin' I'm outside? Watchin' you?
SIMMS: (moving closer, her voice sultry) You repulse me, Carver. And don't you ever forget it.
CARVER: You are one mean...nasty...dirty woman, Colleen.