Chickenlandia Mystery by Daisy Pettles

Author:Daisy Pettles [Pettles, Daisy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780981567860
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

I dropped in at the agency office hoping to catch Harry and plead Veenie’s case again. I also aimed to update the boss on what Hiram had told me about Pam and us staying on the case.

Harry was at his desk, his hat pushed far back on his head. He looked to be playing kissy face with someone on his cell phone. I couldn’t hear who, but I suspected, by the way Harry’s tie was hanging loose and the tone of his whispers, that he was having some sort of X-rated phone adventure.

Harry shot me a look that would have made a stray dog tuck tail. I’d raised two kids, so Harry’s death glare didn’t faze me. Ignoring him, I went to the kitchen area. Finding the coffee cold, I put on a fresh pot. The old coffee maker hissed and bubbled loud enough that I could only snatch a word or two of Harry’s conversation. He wasn’t yakking with a client or a bill collector because his voice was too low, the conversation dotted with chuckles.

I reckoned if Harry had a new lady friend it was none of my business, but then again, last time he’d gone skirt chasing Veenie and I had been the ones forced to outrun a disgruntled husband’s shotgun showers. Nobody took kindly to seeing their wife pawed over by another fellow. With Harry it was a hobby. Why he couldn’t leave his zipper alone and take up fishing like a normal Hoosier fellow was anybody’s guess. He seemed to enjoy getting chased out of town every now and then.

By the time the coffee was done, Harry was off the phone. The heaping-full glass ashtray on his desk told me he’d been jawing for a good while. He didn’t offer any details about his phone conversation. Instead, he laid into me about making nice with Hiram and finding Gertie so we could issue another bill to Tater. “Our liability insurance is up for renewal.” He got up and poured himself a cup of coffee. “And the roof upstairs is leaking. I got bills to pay.” He smacked his cup down so hard the coffee sloshed over onto his desk.

“I talked to Hiram,” I said.

“He mad?” Harry asked as he whipped off his tie and used it to blot up the coffee that was seeping over onto a pile of bills. He tossed the tie in the trash when he was done.

“Nope.”

“Why the dickens not?” Harry looked relieved, but his raised eyebrows told me he didn’t trust what I’d said.

If Harry found out that I’d agreed to date Hiram I’d never hear the end of it. I hadn’t made it through almost seven decades by blurting out every little thought kernel that popped in my mind. I decided to zip lip and keep Hiram and his saucy chicken wing seduction a secret for the time being. I wasn’t in any mood to hear Harry’s opinion on the matter. It’d all come out in the wash, and then Harry and Veenie could bellyache and speculate together about my nonexistent sex life.

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