Kitty Kitty Bang Bang by Sparkle Abby

Author:Sparkle Abby [Abby, Sparkle]
Language: ara, eng
Format: epub, mobi
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Publisher: Bell Bridge Books
Published: 2012-12-16T13:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

I had just gotten home when all of a sudden there was loud honking. I parked my car in the garage and stepped outside. April Mae had just pulled into the driveway next door.

In a Cadillac convertible. A humongous black older-model Cadillac convertible.

April Mae’s tiny arm waved like she was in a homecoming parade. (Believe me, I know. Part of Texas beauty pageant training is parade waves.)

“What do you think?” She parked the tank-like car and then jumped out all smiles. Apparently, she’d really decided to forgive me for the gun incident.

I walked toward her. What I thought was that it was one heck of a big car for such a tiny woman. Seriously, could she even see over the steering wheel?

“It’s huge.” I couldn’t think of anything else.

“I know! Don’t you just love it?”

“It’s—ah—it’s—nice.” I couldn’t destroy her obvious enthusiasm for the big tank.

“Come on over, I’ve got takeout, and I’m happy to share.” She pulled a big bag from the Shake Shack out of the backseat. “That’s where I met Johnny, the guy who was sellin’ this baby.” She patted the shiny black fender. “It was a steal.”

I sincerely hoped it really wasn’t in the literal sense, but feared it could be. There was something so pimpmobile about it.

As I’d gotten closer, I’d realized the car wasn’t the only thing different.

“Uhmm . . . April Mae,” I stammered. “What have you done with your hair?”

Her blonde locks had been smoothed and dyed in the same rosette pattern as Tobey and Minou’s fur. While the splotches and glittering were perfect on the cats, on April Mae the look could only be called bizarre.

“It’s—ah—it’s—nice.”

There I was, lying again in order to keep from crushing her child-like enthusiasm. April Mae Wooben had turned me into a pathological liar.

“Your friend, Kendall, helped me with Tobey and Minou’s nail trimmin’. Then he took me to his hairstylist, and it took hours, but Ricki was able to do this.” April Mae touched her hands to her head of Bengal fur-patterned hair. “Then Kendall took me shopping.”

My brain worked hard to assimilate the new car, the new hair, and the idea of Kendall and April Mae shopping together.

“How is Kendall?”

“He is so funny.” She giggled. “And you haven’t been honest with me, girlfriend.”

Yep, she sounded like she’d spent the day with Kendall. About what had I not been honest, I wondered. That her hair was ridiculous? That her car was a pimpmobile? That Kendall was gay?

“Kendall tells me you’re quite the detective your own self. He said when Diana Knight was arrested, you were the one who figured it out, and the police had to let her go.”

Well, it hadn’t been quite as simple as Kendall represented it, but I had put together some of the pieces of the puzzle. Unfortunately, not soon enough, and I’d found myself face to face with the killer. Which may have been why Malone was so insistent I mind my own business.

Speaking of Detective Malone.

Detective Malone and his silver Camaro rolled into the driveway and parked behind April Mae’s big black Cadillac.

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