The Great Slay: Poached Parody (Kaiser Wrench Book 5) by P.C. Hatter & Stacy Bender

Author:P.C. Hatter & Stacy Bender [Hatter, P.C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Byrnas Books
Published: 2020-07-21T22:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 6

About quarter past ten in the morning I was showered, trimmed, and halfway through breakfast when the phone rang. When I answered, the operator told me to hold while she connected me with Miami. Velvet’s husky voice was a pleasure to hear again. “Kaiser?”

“Hello, honey. How’s everything?”

“Fine, sort of. Our guy gave us the slip, but he left everything behind. The insurance investigator is making an inventory.”

“Great. Maybe you can convince him to give you a bonus.”

“Since he’s already made a pass, that shouldn’t be hard. Miss me, tiger?”

I felt like a heel, but I wasn’t lying when I said, “Always.”

“As a business partner or other?”

“Both.”

Velvet paused and asked, “How’s everything on your end.”

“Fine, sort of. I’ve got the cub being looked after by the nurse downstairs, but his father’s killer is still on the loose.”

“You never told me the full story. Are you sure everything is all right?”

“I promise, I’ll tell you all about it when you get back.”

“Well, hopefully I’ll be back soon. That elephant can only hide out in so many places. Unless he manages to hop a plane, we’ll catch him. The airport has already been notified to keep an eye open.”

“Sounds like you have everything under control.”

“And I’d better get back to it. Love me?”

“You’ll never know.”

Velvet laughed and hung up. She knew. Females always knew.

I finished my breakfast and turned on the radio. The commentator talked about New York news. My ears perked up at the mention of the D.A., and his latest escapade to shut down the gambling problem. The success of last night’s raids had me wondering if they finally plugged the leak or if Taylor was throwing the peacock a bone.

The tabloids had more information and not all of it good. Seems witnesses were unwilling to talk, and Taylor was having his lawyers defend the bookies. One journalist even accused Guy Marsh of convincing people to stay quiet.

When I finished reading, I went downstairs to check on the cub. The nurse answered the door with a smile. “Hello, Mr. Wrench. Come in.”

“I can only stay a minute. How’s little Danny doing?”

“Aside from climbing over everything, he’s fine.”

Climbing was an understatement. The little guy was up on the china cabinet. When he spotted me, he launched himself into the air straight at me. The cub hit me with the force of a bowling ball, and I dropped my hat in a panic that he might fall and hurt himself.

“Felines love to climb, and so far, he’s been good at landing on his feet,” said the nurse.

“You’ve been letting him climb on stuff?”

“There’s no letting about it. The urge to climb is inbred in every cub, and it is a rare feline that can’t land on his feet.”

“Do you need anything?”

“Don’t worry, we’re fine.”

It took a whole ten minutes to get the cub’s claws detached from my person without leaving holes in my suit and get out the door. By the time I got to the station, it was the lunch shift, but Duke was still in his office and had just finished up talking to reporters.

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