Return to Fender by Virginia Brown

Return to Fender by Virginia Brown

Author:Virginia Brown [Brown, Virginia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 978-1-61194-307-8
Publisher: BelleBooks
Published: 2015-04-07T04:00:00+00:00


She turned back to peer at the blob. “Who are you? Wait—Arnie?”

Nodding, the blob took off the helmet, which was really a mask to the HAZMAT suit he was wearing, and looked up at the ceiling. “Yeah. It’s me. Is it an earthquake?”

“What?”

“An earthquake . . . isn’t that why we’re running?”

“I don’t know why you were running, but I was running because I thought you were a burglar or killer or something.”

Arnie, a huge guy with a red face, thinning blond hair, and a hurt expression said, “Jeez, Harley, why would you think that?”

“Sarah told me there was an intruder in her apartment. It was a logical conclusion. So why were you in her apartment?”

“I’m the bug guy. I do all the apartments here and some in Cooper-Young.”

Harley squinted at him. “What happened to your job at Taco Bell?”

“Aw, I got tired of the same old thing. And I only have to do this during the week, so I have the weekends free. Who’s Sarah?”

“The renter. Didn’t you knock before going in?”

Arnie nodded. “Yup. But no one answered, so I went ahead and used the master key to go spray for bugs. Man, it’s creepy in there. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so many magazines. Or stuff. Lots of stuff.”

Harley had to agree. “Yeah, it’s bad. Any bugs?”

“Not that I saw. Don’t know why not though. Place should be full of bugs. So what are you doing here?”

“I live upstairs.”

“The apartment with the mean cat?”

That had to be Sam. Harley nodded. “That’s the one. So you’ve been in to spray?”

“Last week. Never could get in this apartment. I guess she keeps locks on the door all the time and won’t answer when I knock.”

A light came on for Harley. “Have you ever looked in through the window to see if anyone’s home in this apartment?”

Arnie nodded. “Yeah.”

“Do you always wear that mask when spraying?” Another affirmative nod. Harley put both hands on her hips. “If you have to wear a HAZMAT suit, how safe is that stuff in the canister?”

“It’s not bad once it’s on the baseboards and window sills, but I just don’t want it to do anything to me since I’m around it all day. Gotta keep my boys fertile, y’know?”



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