Patriot's Point Blonde



Once you decide Charleston's really an island, not a peninsula, and isolated from dry land and innocent women by 20 hell-swamp
miles you may understand how an innocent dead body can float up the Cooper River. A visiting Yankee explains by tides, but a Low Country native says different.
Brassy slaves, bent & busted gamblers and pregnant hoes floated down river; plantation field-bosses made sure of that. In Charleston, coppers didn't touch 'em.

Human kindness ... Jerry-the-Arab had money & stones. Hricko said that bitter as only an equal can ...
plenty smart, my pal Ben Hricko, plenty rich himself, but he watched Jerry through slanted, Catholic eyes.
Truth was, Jerry needed money to strike deadly like water-moccasins need a patron saint of venom.