Walk-in by T.L. Hart

Author:T.L. Hart [Hart, T.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781594935213
Publisher: Bella Books
Published: 2016-11-04T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

One down, one to go.

The two touchstones of my life as Cotton Claymore were my best friend, Aggie, and the love of my life, Jo Keesling. Aggie reminded me I had somewhere important to be and I needed to stop sniveling and take care of business. Silver-tongued devil that she is, she was on the money.

“You do know where to go, right?” Aggie looked a little worried, still a teensy bit uncertain that the two of us hadn’t slipped into some parallel universe or were sharing some particularly strange delusion. “You can’t be guessing about this. Jo will be waiting for you.”

“Not if I get there first.” I grinned, confidence growing by the minute. “I’m going to be waiting for her this time. I want to have the element of surprise on my side.”

“You are the element of surprise, stupid.” Aggie gave a raucous hoot of laughter. “Playing Lazarus isn’t enough of a surprise. What are you planning for an encore? Jugglin’? Walkin’ on water?”

“I was thinking more along the lines of pulling something out of a hat. I need your help.”

“Uh-oh. I’m always in trouble when you need my help.”

“No, just a shot in the dark,” I said. “Knowing you, I bet you didn’t throw all of my stuff out of my desk after—as you so delicately put it—you buried my ass.”

“I wasn’t hired as a housekeeper,” Aggie said with a lopsided grin. “Your stuff is in a big box in the equipment storage locker in the gym. What’s in there that’s gonna help you straighten out this mess?”

“Come on. I’ll show you.”

It took half an hour for us to unearth the box. Most of the stuff in it must have been work-related. There was an ancient Palm Pilot left over from who knows when and my wallet. I flipped it open and stared at my driver’s license. Not a bad picture. There were still a couple of twenties in there as well as some photos and two keys tied with a piece of string that intrigued me. I put the keys in with the money and stuffed the wallet in my back pocket.

I dug through the paperweights and coffee mugs and paperback books until I located my old Rangers baseball cap. I snapped the bill of the hat back and looked inside. With a flourish I pulled out a crumpled wad of red tissue paper.

“And abraca-freakin-dabra, there it is!”

I held my treasure in the air like the sword Excalibur pulled from the stone. Aggie’s eyes were practically bugging out of her head, astonished that I really knew what was in there. I think it was solid proof—the icing on the cake that I was back.

“I’m out of here,” I yelled over my shoulder, not bothering to share my find. “We’ll celebrate later.”

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