Belinda was in the hallway. She scowled at Candy. Candy scowled at Belinda. Wasn’t any doubt they recognized one another. Candy gave me one last jab. “Did you know his nickname is Wart?”
“Dean,” I growled, “bring refreshments to the Dead Man’s room. Also smelling salts in case I bop this one over the head.” I had a problem suddenly. I was caught between two gorgeous women, both interesting, each eyeing the other like a cat fixing to sharpen her claws. On me.
I was out of practice but remembered how my luck ran. When the fur started flying, most of it would be mine. They’d be happy to gang up on me.
I heard a noise from the small front room and suffered the inspiration of my life. I popped in there before Dean’s latest stray made cover. It was a little furball so friendly that even I, if pressed, would’ve admitted it was cute. I darted back into the hall, where the ladies were exchanging killer stares. I got that kitten purring. “I guess you guys know each other.” I told Candy, “She’s hiding out here. From the killer.” I told Belinda, “The killer snatched her last night. We just rescued her. I brought her by to talk to the Dead Man.”
“I figured. I’d heard she’d been taken.” She looked at the kitten without that sparkle kittens ignite in the eyes of their fans. Damn. Inspiration wasted.
“Aren’t you sweet,” Candy cooed.
Great. Halfway there, anyway. “Why don’t you hold him while I check in with my partner?” She hadn’t reacted to me calling him by name. I played pass the kitty, headed for the Dead Man’s door. As I neared it, Candy jumped, frowned in that way people do when first they hear from His Nibs direct.
I stepped inside. “You see what I got out here? Any special way you want to handle her?”
Just bring her in. He was vastly amused by something. I could guess what. Two women. Me panting shamelessly, trying to conjure some way to have my Belinda and Candy too. This will be a true test of your fabled charm. Especially as both women have been forewarned by your old friend Rose Tate.
“Make fun of my misery.”
Prepare her. She is under a great deal of stress still. My appearance may be too much for her as a surprise.
I thought she was handling her stress pretty well, taking it out on me.
The kitty thing did work. The women were together now, examining the cat but talking about Candy’s adventure. I said, “He wants you to come in now. I need to warn you, he’s not human. Don’t be too startled when you see him.”
Candy didn’t seem surprised. “Is he real repulsive? Like an ogre?”
“No. He’s just fat, mostly. And he’s got a big nose.”
“He’s a sweetheart,” Belinda said.
“Who is?” I demanded.
“Can I take Josh with me?” Candy meant the kitten. Named already. Belinda nodded, never consulting me.
“All right,” I said, as though anyone cared what the owner thought in his own home. “Good idea.” The cat could be a focus for some good feelings, good thoughts, when those might still be pretty hard to touch.
Candy went into the Dead Man’s room. She didn’t start screaming.
Belinda remarked. “I really do think you may be one of the good guys, Garrett.”
“Huh?”
She waved a hand like she’d heard things about me she didn’t want to repeat in my presence. I was baffled. How much could those two have said while I was with the Dead Man?
Women. Go figure them.
Belinda took my arm, cuddled up to my side. “It too early for you to take me to the kitchen and buy me a beer?”
We found Dean putting the final touches on a hot meal. “What’s this?” I asked.
“You need to eat. And the young lady you brought home obviously hasn’t had a decent meal for some time.”
Food is serious stuff to Dean. If he had his way, every meal would be a production. He’s appalled by my attitude, that food is just fuel—though I do enjoy good food when I eat it. I just won’t go out of my way or spend any extra. Call me a savage.
I drew beer for Belinda. She said, “I’ve been thinking about my problem with Crask and Sadler.”
“Good.” I hadn’t had time.
“Can you get the door, Mr. Garrett?” Dean asked. An impressive amount of racket had broken out there. “I can’t interrupt this.”
“Sorry,” I told Belinda.
She just smiled and winked.