4 Sleuths & a Burlesque Dancer by Leslie Langtry & Arlene McFarlane & Traci Andrighetti & Diana Orgain

Author:Leslie Langtry & Arlene McFarlane & Traci Andrighetti & Diana Orgain
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781999498184
Publisher: LMAO Press

KATE

DIANA ORGAIN

To Do

Get Jim out of jail.

Call mom and check in on Laurie…ugh, first get my phone back.

Figure out who this Eduardo guy really is.

Feed the twins. (Again, really?)

Ride a steamboat.

Take the Haunted History vampire tour. (Will there even be time for this?)

I had a bad feeling in my gut.

I wished it was only the twins doing cartwheels or kicking my ribs, demanding to be fed again, but something told me our disastrous New Orleans vacation had taken a turn for the worse.

Who’d just nabbed my phone?

Not for a nanosecond did I believe it was a random act. That I was merely a distracted pickpocket victim in a crowd. Someone had targeted me on purpose.

Maybe Valentine had been right. I’d been spotted videotaping the security footage.

Even though I’d concealed myself behind a potted plant, what were the chances no one saw my big preggo belly sticking out?

Slim to none.

Who knew we were here? Right. Buddy and Tibs!

Goosebumps pimpled my arms at the thought. But could one of them really have been sly enough to steal my phone? It seemed unlikely.

My phone!

I hated the feeling of being without it. What if my mother was trying to reach me? What if there was an emergency with Laurie? I’d have no idea that my baby was in trouble. And what about Jim? He’d already made more than one phone call from jail. What if he was trying to reach me again with a break in the case?

I wiped those thoughts away and quelled the nervousness I felt about not being in touch with my family. I had to trust that Franki and Merry would recover my phone. After all, I’d gone through the trouble of password-securing it. Even if someone had stolen it, I didn’t think they’d see the surveillance footage from the bar.

My thoughts rolled back to who it could be. If not Buddy and Tibs, then who? Was there someone else at the bar who could’ve been interested in Delphine’s murder? Before I ruminated further on this, Valentine touched my shoulder.

“You ready to meet Eduardo?”

I shaded my eyes with my hand and glanced at the announcer’s booth on stilts. The rows of bleachers were definitely packed. If the former king’s cousin was here, there was a good chance he was seated in that section holding a cold beer—or a tequila.

To say my mouth watered was an understatement. The air was so humid, I felt like I was skating inside a swimming pool. Could my shuffling along in these skates even be called skating?

“Hey,” I said to Valentine. “Let’s find a place so I can get these off my feet. I’m already a hazard without wheels.”

Valentine nodded, too kind to say anything further about how ridiculous I must look in skates. “Let me go back and grab your shoes.” And she was gone and back in a flash, my comfy, spongy flats sticking out of her bag.

On our way over to the announcer’s booth, we passed a hot dog stand with a long line of people who had hangry looks on their faces.

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