The Hitwoman and the Exorcism by J B Lynn

Author:J B Lynn [Lynn, J B]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

19

“I…I…” I was drawing a complete blank as to how to explain away my gasp, other than telling Ian the truth. His medical examiner girlfriend was a part-time doctor for the mob. It did explain why she’d treated an unconscious Angel like some sort of medical specimen, knocking on his chest.

“She twisted her ankle,” RV supplied.

“Even prepared with a good lie,” God murmured his appreciation.

“Not that I need medical attention,” I said quickly, not wanting Doctor Yes to get a hold of me.

The short, blonde, perky woman, who’d brought her medical supplies in a flowery bag, gave me a hard stare. No doubt she was thinking the same thing as I, that we both had secrets we didn’t want my brother knowing.

“Well,” she said, “I was going to leave.”

“Great,” I said.

Ian frowned. “No,” he argued. “It’s not great.”

“No,” I said, recovering quickly. “I mean it was great to meet you.”

She nodded. “The same.” She pecked Ian on the cheek and then walked out to her car.

“Doctor,” DeeDee barked.

“Shh!” I whispered. But it was too late. Ian had heard her, and, like me, my half-brother can understand animals.

“Yes,” he said as Yes started her car, bathing the area in the glow of headlights. “She is a doctor, of sorts.”

DeeDee opened her mouth to say something else, and Piss, bless her, snaked out a paw and slapped her across the snout.

The dog yowled, probably more in surprise than pain, and ran away. Piss chased after her, no doubt to explain why she had done what she had done.

Ian shook his head. “What’s going on?”

“Nothing,” I said with a fake smile.

Ian’s girlfriend drove out of the driveway, leaving us in relative darkness.

RV turned on her flashlight.

“You show up here in the middle of the night,” Ian said. “I think I deserve an explanation.”

“One,” I told him testily, “it’s not the middle of the night. And two, we’re looking for the skull that you lost.”

Ian winced. “Look, I said I was sorry, but—”

“You don’t understand,” I said. “You don’t understand what’s happened.”

Ian frowned, hearing the desperation in my tone. “Then explain it to me.”

“You really shouldn’t,” RV muttered under her breath.

I turned to face her. “Why not?”

She shrugged. “It could endanger him.”

I turned to Ian. “Did you hear that?”

“I heard,” Ian said. Without another word, he turned and stalked back inside his house, slamming the door behind him.

“Oh, this is going exceedingly well,” God remarked.

“Over here!” Matilda oinked.

We all headed through the darkness in the direction of the pig’s voice. “Did you find something?” Piss asked as she and DeeDee rejoined us.

“I think so,” the pig said. “It smells like him.”

“Like Zippy?” God asked.

“Yes,” the pig answered, nuzzling the ground with her snout. “Here.”

“Step back,” RV ordered. Swinging the shovel that she’d had balanced on her shoulder around, she began to dig. I changed my grip on the tool that I’d been carrying and joined her.

It took a few moments of digging until we heard a clink as one of the blades of the shovels made contact with something other than dirt.

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