(eng) Lisa Emme - Harry Russo Diaries 05 by Dead to Me

Author:Dead to Me [Me, Dead to]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

“Next time, you get to spend hours and hours being grilled by the police,” Tess moaned, taking another swig of her beer.

“No thanks, I’ve had my share of police interrogations already. Besides, I think you’re going to be well paid for the inconvenience.”

Tess had managed to concoct a believable story for Detective Michaels to convince him that she had found the stash of stolen property from the burglaries and was able to lead him to the storage locker. The contents of the locker had been a revelation. It seems Cyndy was even a more prolific thief than they originally gave her credit. Not only did they find all the jewelry and items stolen from the recent cat burglaries, there was a mound of high end electronics and art stolen several years previously but never attributed to a single thief. The insurance company was going to be cutting Tess a very large check.

I stuffed another Samoa – Tess had found a girl scout cookie connection – in my mouth and chewed noisily. We were up on the rooftop sitting around the fire pit, drinking beer and eating junk food, waiting for Max to arrive with the pizza.

“Pass the pretzels, will ya?" Tess made a show of making minimal effort to try and reach them.

I grabbed the bag, tossing it to her.

CAW!

CAW!

Lucy – I couldn’t bring myself to keep calling him Lucifer – hopped-skipped along the half-wall running the perimeter of the roof, sidling closer to Tess.

“Heads up, bird,” she said, tossing a pretzel backwards over her head.

Lucy hopped into the air flapping his wings to snag the flying treat, landing on the roof with a muffled squawk.

“Will you quit feeding him junk food? You’re going to make him sick.”

As if understanding what I said, Lucy tossed the pretzel in the air catching it again, showing off. He seemed to enjoy playing with them as much as he did eating them.

CAW!

CAW!

“Don’t blame me if you get a bellyache,” I said, wagging my finger at him.

“Hello? Tess? Harry?" Max’s head poked out of the stairwell door and Lucy started to flap and complain.

CA-CAW!

CA-CAW!

“Over here, Max,” I shouted over the noise. “Would you put a lid on it, Lucy? He’s a friend.”

CAW!

CA-CAW!

Frowning, I looked at the bird. His feathers were all puffed out, his wings slightly open, as if he was trying to make himself as large as possible.

“I think the loopy bird thinks he’s a guard dog,” Tess said with a laugh.

“I don’t know what’s gotten into him.” Worried, I rose from my chair and approached him slowly. “Hey, it’s okay, Lucy. You’re safe.”

“Maybe the bird recognizes a cat when he sees one,” Tess replied, grinning at Max.

Lucy continued to squawk, his head bobbing up and down in time with his twitching wings, as he suspiciously watched Max approach the fire. I reached out with my arm, holding it like I’d seen bird handlers do.

“Come on, boy. It’s okay.”

Lucy hopped onto my wrist and sidled along my forearm, his talons gripping my heavy jean jacket, but not digging in.

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