One Dead Vampire by Kris Ripper

Author:Kris Ripper [Ripper, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kris Ripper

Chapter Twelve

Since I was fresh out of suspects—and almost out of clients—I plotted out an Instagram sequence revolving around the idea of selfies with fruit in which I’d dress to the color of the fruit and locate it somewhere in the picture, but people would have to search for it and then call it out in the comments. Making things into a game is one of the best ways to engage an audience. Plus, it was super fun and I could tag every post #findthefruit and give extra credit to anyone who said the fruit was me.

Because: super gay.

Higgins was less and less his old self but he seemed to revive on long walks, which was one of my favorite things anyway. Though my idea of a long walk was going the long way around Canaltown and skirting the aqueducts. Higgins wanted to walk along the aqueducts potentially forever, I don’t know, we only made it until I could see the highway before turning around.

Walking gave us something to do when I didn’t have client meetings and I hoped it would open some doors in the unofficial investigation, but it really didn’t. We did manage to see a lot of people, bark at a lot of dogs (Higgins, not me), and grab more eclairs at the cafe than I necessarily needed, though I couldn’t say I regretted them.

Also, I’d managed to almost not get caught tying Higgins up to the bike rack outside, since I only did it when the owner, Henry, wasn’t around. He did come out of the back room once while I was ordering and immediately zero in on the dog. Oops.

“Sorry!” I said quickly. “Just grabbing a coffee and an eclair, Henry, we’ll be out of here in a minute.”

“Isn’t that Franklin’s dog?” he asked.

“I’m just sort of watching him until Mr B gets out of jail.” I held up my urgently-doctored coffee (they stock a vanilla creamer that’s scrumptious). “Leaving, leaving.”

I unhooked Higgins from the rack and dragged him away from the many bakery temptations of the shop, whispering, “We are so busted!”

Most of the time our walks were not nearly that exciting. Or at least, not until a car pulled dramatically in front of us as we were rounding the last curve of the aqueduct path, gravel spraying out from its tires.

“You could have killed us!” I shouted.

Luis emerged, laughing, patting down his pockets and holster. “I wasn’t even close to killing you!”

I flipped him the bird with my serious face on and punched his arm when he got up close. “What’s your problem, cuz?”

“I wanted to talk to you where we wouldn’t be overheard.”

“Ooooo, spy stuff.”

He knelt down to pet Higgins, but when he looked up he was…as serious as Luis ever got, which was only marginally serious. “For real. I shouldn’t even be telling you this—”

“You know, I’m pretty sick of people acting like talking to me is some big gift and I should be grateful.”

“It’s not that, just listen, okay?”

I sighed loudly.

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