All Dwarf'ed Up (Dwarf Bounty Hunter Book 3) by Martha Carr & Michael Anderle

Author:Martha Carr & Michael Anderle [Carr, Martha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: LMBPN Publishing
Published: 2020-12-05T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

They ordered room service for dinner and Johnny had to order a second time because the portions were way too small. When he called the front desk to ask what the problem was, a woman with a perky voice told him, “We have two of the finest chefs in Oregon, Mr. Walker—”

“Johnny. And I ain’t talkin’ ʼbout the chefs. I’m talkin’ ʼbout the size of these meals.”

“We serve locally sourced, skillfully crafted artisanal fare at this hotel. You’re welcome to place another order for room service. If you’d like to sample some of our—”

“Nope. Thanks.” He dropped the hotel phone onto the receiver and snorted. “For nothin’. I’m ʼbout fed up with all this. Ar-tee-sinal. What is that?”

Lisa set her empty plate on the room service tray and opened an Old Town Brewery Pillowfist IPA she’d taken from his mini-fridge. “It means made in a traditional way.”

“Traditional? Any tradition bent on starvin’ a person and callin’ it food needs to die out with the rest.”

She took a long sip of beer and grinned appreciatively. “Hey, this is good.”

“Don’t even try it.” He lifted his coffee mug of whisky from the nightstand and took a sip. “I ain’t lookin’ for none of that.”

“You won’t know unless you try—” She caught his warning glare and shrugged. “Or not.”

“Johnny, where’d you hide the rest of the steak?” Luther licked the plate on the floor and pushed it inch by inch across the carpet. “There’s usually more.”

“Yeah, I’m all for saving some for later, but this is more like what we’d get later.”

“Quit yer whinin’.”

Lisa choked on her beer. “Excuse me?”

“Not you, darlin’.” He paused. “I’m talkin’ to the voices in my head.”

Rex sniggered and stretched on his belly. “That’s one way to put it, Johnny.”

“Is this it? Huh? You finally gonna tell her?” Luther stared at his master and sat in anticipation.

Lisa set her beer down and turned to face the bed. “Do you…hear voices, or—”

“’Course not.” The dwarf waved her off and sucked what little remained of his already pitifully sized dinner out of his teeth.

“Nope.” Luther chuffed and slid his front paws forward until he stretched beside his brother. “No dice.”

“It’s a figure of speech, ain’t it?”

“Not for everyone.”

“Don’t start on all that with me now, all right? We got bigger things to turn our minds to.” Johnny shifted on the bed and reached into his pocket for the baggie of drugs with the red boar stamp on it. “Like this lil’ bastard right here.”

“That looks like heroin.”

“It probably is.” he stared at the red stamp on the small square of plastic, then dangled it toward Lisa for her to see. “Guess who?”

“No.” She leaned forward in the armchair and squinted at the baggie. “Is the same as those in New York?”

“Exactly the same, even down the type of bag.” He gritted his teeth. “The Red Boar has his distribution ring all over the damn country now. If it wasn’t already here two months ago, he has some damn quick circuits under his thumb.

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