The Hitwoman's Charity Case: A Comical Crime Caper Book 36 in the Confessions of a Slightly Neurotic Hitwoman series by JB Lynn

Author:JB Lynn [Lynn, JB]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-02-27T23:00:00+00:00

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When I put the car into park, DeeDee barked, “Gino.”

“Yes,” I said, climbing out. The cat and dog followed suit. “We’re back at Gino’s.”

“Why?” God asked.

“Because if Kevin Ehrlich was tailing me, I didn’t want to lead him back to the family.”

“You think you were tailed? When did you spot it?” God asked.

“I didn’t spot a tail. I’m just taking precautions.”

“Now you’re being careful?” he shrieked.

“Sounds paranoid to me,” Piss meowed quietly. “Did he scare you, Maggie?”

“No,” I said a little too quickly.

“He terrified me,” God said. “If DeeDee hadn’t stopped him. If Brody hadn’t shown up, I shudder to think what might have—”

“Weird, Brody showing up like that,” I interjected. “What do you think he’s up to?”

“Tailed maybe Brody you,” DeeDee suggested.

“She didn’t spot a tail,” Piss reminded her. “It’s a figment of her imagination.”

“You are living up to your name,” I told her sharply.

She flexed her claws. “I’m starting to regret opening that window.” She turned and hopped back into the car.

“You owe her an apology,” God told me sternly.

“She accused me of being paranoid.”

My phone, which was still in the car, began to ring.

“That’s because you’re acting illogically,” the lizard told me.

“Are you going to answer that?” Piss wanted to know.

“Apologize, now,” God ordered imperiously as I reached into the car for the phone, fumbling for the answer button.

“Sorry,” DeeDee whined softly, ducking her head.

“Not you, you imbecile,” the lizard thundered.

“Do not call her names!” Piss hissed.

“Nice be!” DeeDee barked.

“What?” I growled into the phone.

I don’t know what he made of the bickering of my menagerie or my less than cheery greeting, but Zeke managed to sound upbeat. “Good news.”

“Shush!” I yelled at the animals. “I’m talking here.”

“She’s talking here,” God mocked in his best Robert DeNiro impression. “I’m talkin’ here.”

“What’s your good news?” I asked Zeke, leaning weakly against the car.

“He’s okay.”

I heard a faraway muffled voice, like he was in a place with an intercom system. “Who’s okay?”

“Gino.”

I pushed off the car, standing up straight. “You found him?”

“Yup, and he’s okay. Gotta run. Bye.” His words were so rushed that they collided into one another, barely making it out before he disconnected the call.

“Zeke found Gino?” God guessed as I stared at the phone I held.

“He hung up on me,” I murmured in disbelief.

“Did he tell you where he is?” Piss asked, unable to contain her curiosity.

“He hung up on me,” I said again.

“He’s probably more afraid of Gino than he is of you,” God deduced.

I nodded, knowing he was right.

“Now, can we go home?” Piss asked.

“Hungry,” DeeDee barked, seconding the motion to return to a place with sustenance.

“Not yet.” I motioned for the dog to get back in the car. Once she was inside, I closed the door and slid behind the steering wheel. “I have one more stop to make.”

“Where’s that?” God asked, clearly worried.

“I’m going to get some answers from Delveccio.”

“No!” God said forcefully. “Absolutely not.”

“But—” I began to protest.

“You need to go home, feed the ones who saved your life, and get your head screwed on straight before you go antagonizing the mobster.

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