O'Keeffe Green Oak Leaves

O'Keeffe Green Oak LeavesO'Keeffe Green Apple on Black Plate 1922O'Keeffe Front of Ranchos ChurchO'Keeffe From the Faraway Nearby 1937
never talked to a ghost before. He didn’t want to start.“He’ll blame himself for the loss of either of you,” Whistler continued. “And then the shadow on his heart will become a darkness deep within it. Don’t go in that house.”Hazard found a to a man who had brought so much disorder into the world in one day, and who still had much work to do before lying down to sleep.The Glock, with sound suppressor attached, lay on the kitchen table. It would just fit in the deepest pocket of his storm suit.In other pockets, he had spare magazines, far more ammunition than he ought to voice not too much thinner and shakier than the one he usually could rely upon: “Are you dead or alive?”“I’m dead and alive. Don’t go in that house. The Kevlar vest won’t matter. You’ll be head shot. Two bullets in the brain. And I have no authority to resurrect you.”Dunny hung up. Corky in the kitchen, stylishly outfitted to storm the castle of Hollywood’s reigning king, glanced at the wall clock and saw that he had less than an hour until his rendezvous with Jack Trotter in Bel Air.Murder and mayhem sharpened the appetite. On his feet, roaming back and forth from refrigerator to pantry, he made a makeshift meal of cheese, dried fruit, half a doughnut, a spoonful of butterscotch pudding, a taste of this, a bite of that.Such a chaotic dinner was well suited