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Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in You're Not Welcome Back, Kotter: Lee Hacklyn, #1
Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in You're Not Welcome Back, Kotter: Lee Hacklyn, #1
Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in You're Not Welcome Back, Kotter: Lee Hacklyn, #1
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New York City.  1980.

 

Lee is hired by Wright Brothers High School Principal Lucy Gordon,

to investigate the murder of English teacher, Dan Kotter.

LanguageEnglish
PublisherJohn Leister
Release dateJun 1, 2024
ISBN9798227247780
Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in You're Not Welcome Back, Kotter: Lee Hacklyn, #1

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    Lee Hacklyn Private Investigator in You're Not Welcome Back, Kotter - John Leister

    CHAPTER ONE

    NEW YORK CITY.  1980.

    I was lookin’ for love in all the wrong places,

    Lookin’ for love in too many faces,

    Searching their eyes,

    Looking for too many traces of what I’m dreaming of,

    Hoping to find a friend and a lover,

    I’ll bless the day I discover another heart,

    Lookin’ for love.

    Lyrics by Wanda Malette, Bob Morrison and Pattie Ryan

    Loneliness is a great motivator.  It can motivate us to try harder, to reach out, to grow, to do, rather than daydream.  Like everything else in life, loneliness is a double-edged sword.  It can also motivate us to get stinking hammered at our local watering hole, in the hopes of meeting someone, blonde, preferably, just saying, with at least one thing in common:  a desire to connect.  A chat.  A dance.  A night to remember.

    Love, marriage, children.

    When I was a kid, I wanted to be a comic book artist, but I discovered that it was too solitary a pursuit for me.  Instead, I became a private eye, an equally solitary pursuit, at times.  Regrets?  Like the song goes, I’ve had a few, but that’s not one of them.  Mostly.  Why make a living drawing superheroes if you can make a living as a real-life superhero?

    It was May,

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