The Hitwoman Plays Games by JB Lynn

Author:JB Lynn [Lynn, JB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Cozy Mystery | Humor
Published: 2020-08-31T04:00:00+00:00

17

After work, I reported to Griswald everything that had transpired, ending in Phillip’s insistence that he buy me dinner in order to thank me for saving his daughter’s life.

Griswald was thrilled. “I knew you could do it.”

I shook my head, not wanting to get his hopes up about my abilities. “I didn’t do it on purpose. I didn’t know it was his kid that was dangling up there.”

We were standing in the barn. I was waiting for Katie to finish school and absentmindedly feeding Irma a carrot.

Piss was pacing restlessly outside the donkey’s stall, giving me the side-eye with her one good eye, which was making it difficult to focus on my conversation with my boss.

“And you were smart to put it off until tomorrow,” Griswald continued. “I’ll need the time to get set up.”

“Set up to do what?” I asked, wondering if his plan was to snatch Alicia while her dad was out on a date with me.

“Observe,” Griswald said. “A lot can be learned from observing. I’ve got to go tell our partner about this latest development. Good job!” He clapped me on the shoulder for emphasis and then hurried out.

That left the opening Piss had been waiting for. “Is he okay?” she meowed worriedly.

“Benny’s fine,” I assured her. “It was his idea for me to leave him there overnight.”

“What if he gets nervous?” the cat asked, twitching her tail. “That happens to him, you know. He’s got anxiety.”

I bent down to scratch her between her ears. The affection she had for the little mouse was actually quite endearing. “He promised me he’d be fine.”

“Three times,” God groused from within my bra.

“You’d better hope he is,” Piss muttered before prancing off.

“Have any more carrots?” Irma brayed.

“Afraid not,” I told her. “Herschel is limiting your treats.”

She half-heartedly kicked the back wall in protest.

“Don’t sulk. He just doesn’t want you to get sick again.”

Our conversation was interrupted by the door to the school area opening. Katie came flying out. She ran at me full speed. Normally, I’d have picked her up and swung her around, but my shoulders ached from my earlier climbing escapade, so instead, I knelt down and gave her a tight hug.

“How was your day?” she asked.

“Pretty good. How was yours?”

“Gr-r-r-r-eat!”

“That good?” I asked, standing up and offering a smile to Miss Lassalan, who was emerging from the classroom.

“She’s a very bright girl,” the teacher said.

“Can I go get a snack?” the intelligent child asked.

I ruffled her hair. “Go.”

She ran away, saying, “C’mon, Piss!” as she went.

The cat quickly followed her, no doubt hoping for some cream.

I smiled at the teacher. “She seems to be doing really well, Miss Lassalan.”

“Lorraine,” she corrected. “Please, call me Lorraine when my students aren’t present.”

“She seems to be very happy with you, Lorraine. I—”

“Tea!” Aunt Leslie interrupted, bursting into the barn. She carried a tray laden with tea, cream, sugar, a teapot, two cups with saucers, a plate of cookies, and a single rose in a crystal vase. “I brought tea.”

She wobbled mid-stride as she made eye contact with me.

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