The Harried Husband

A Nick Williams Mystery #22

Monday, August 8, 1960

It's been three weeks since the case against Nick and Carter was dismissed and life has moved on.

They're at home in the big pile of rocks on Nob Hill and doing swell.

It's been two weeks since Nick started seeing Dr. Sylvester, an analyst who offices in The Shell Building on Bush Street.

And on this particular Monday, at 1 p.m., the good doctor will ask Nick an important question that turns out to be something Nick has never truly considered. As he ponders the answer, he begins to wonder about the nature of his relationship with Carter.

Psychoanalysis can do that, you know.

Meanwhile, a new client wants to see Nick. He claims that only Nick will be able to catch his cheating wife in the act. And it might end up being a good deal for everyone involved. Well, almost everyone.

In order to work the case, Nick decides he needs to grow out his beard so no one will recognize him as he prowls the City. Of course, Carter is along for the ride because beard burn isn't good. So they're off to the woods for 10 days to rough it.

Or are they?

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About The Series: A Nick Williams Mystery

May 11, 1953

The richest homosexual in San Francisco is a private investigator.

Nick Williams lives in a modest bungalow with his fireman husband, a sweet fellow from Georgia by the name of Carter Jones.

Nick's gem of a secretary, Marnie Wilson, is worried that Nick isn't working enough. She knits a lot.

Jeffrey Klein, Esquire, is Nick's friend and lawyer. He represents the guys and gals who get caught in police raids in the Tenderloin.

Lt. Mike Robertson is Nick's first love and best friend. He's a good guy who's one hell of a cop.

The Unexpected Heiress is where their stories begin. Read along and fall in love with the City where cable cars climb halfway to the stars.

Long before the Summer of Love, pride parades down Market Street, and the fight for marriage equality, San Francisco was all about the Red Scare, F.B.I. investigations, yellow journalism run amok, and the ladies who play mahjong over tea.