Just Pardon My French by Jinx Schwartz

Just Pardon My French by Jinx Schwartz

Author:Jinx Schwartz [Schwartz, Jinx]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-06-29T23:00:00+00:00


Chapter Eighteen

Once upon a time Po Thang was a stray, which is how he got his name.

He was stranded on the side of a lonely, lava-based road on the Baja, and it took us days to get him, but in the meantime, I'd throw food from the car on my way to work. Our quest to rescue the poor thing, as we called him, led to bags of food labeled Po Thang, and the rest is history.

When he went from being a free-range animal to a pet, he didn't quite grasp that concept and had recidivist tendencies to stray once again. Enter one of my best friends, Doctor of Veterinary Medicine, Craig Washington, who had perfected a chip for tracking livestock that went off the reservation. He sent me one for my errant pooch.

Now, with this clever device, I can track Po Thang via GPS for up to five miles.

Jan and I have some recidivist tendencies ourselves when it comes to spying on people. We have amassed a nice array of bugs and tracking devices for planting on people, cars, and perhaps on a boat at the Canal du Midi? And what world-class snooper wouldn't have a critter cam on her dog? Where his collar goes, so goes the cam.

To sum it up, Jan and I are equipped to delve into other peoples' bidness like nobody's bidness.

Later that evening, after Jan lifted Rousel's wallet, I took Po Thang for a walk right past Rhonda's boat, and tossed Rousel's wallet on their deck to look as though it had fallen from his jacket. I made sure it was unseen from the quay, just in case there was someone as disreputable as Jan and me about.

The next morning we watched as Rousel stepped outside, spotted his wallet, picked it up, and patted his back pocket in surprise before slipping the billfold he hadn't known was missing back where it belonged.

A few minutes later, he and Rhonda busied themselves in the business of clearing the decks, unplugging the electrical cord and water hose, and then Rousel went to the Harbor Master's office to check out.

The minute he disappeared through the office door, I rushed to their boat with a bon voyage gift, a box of candy Jan hid from me and therefore was still intact. Once inside, I distracted Rhonda while Jan planted a bug under a cabinet where it couldn't be seen. It could be activated in short spurts if we needed it, and the battery would last a good ten days. Not that they could really go anywhere we couldn't easily find them by biking along the canal, but I didn't want to accidentally catch up with them until we wanted to.

I considered planting Po Thang's critter cam on their boat as well, but that would be much too invasive, n'est-ce pas?

Rousel returned and was less than pleased to find us on his boat, but being the good neighbors we are, we helped them with their lines, shoved them off, waved gaily as they motored away, then went back to Sauzens and tested the GPS trackers.



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