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Pinky -- Carson City,
Nevada
"Bear?"
"Correct. Bear Zabarte is my
full time field operative. The last time we communicated he was in
Needles, California. You need to know that Bear is a capable employee.
He should never be trusted concerning his expense account, or his--"
The phone rang. Lu picked it
up. "Law office of Pinky Delmont. Yes, he's here. Just a moment,
please."
She turned to me and said,
"It's Bear."
I took the phone out of her
hand. "Bear, we have a problem."
"Boss, I'm glad you're back.
How was your vacation in Canada?"
Bear's voice was clear,
another example that Mr. Bell's telephone invention had achieved near
perfection. "I was not on vacation. Now on to our problem and do not
interrupt me."
"Right, I'll sit here and
listen."
"I told you not to interrupt
me."
"Right."
"Damn it, stop saying
right."
"Okay."
I paused a moment to give my
blood pressure the opportunity to ebb a few notches, and continued.
"Willow reminded me last night that you remain a fugitive of justice.
Remember that little altercation with Ice Conner?"
I could hear Bear's hot
breath pulsate against the transmitter of the phone. "Bear, answer me."
"But you told me to clam
up."
"Damn it, when I ask you a
question I expect you to answer me."
"Right."
Again I waited in vain for
his response. "Bear, answer my question."
"Okay! I know that dirty cop
lied to the judge and I can't come home until you can find a way to kill
the warrant, or I figure out a way to wring the bastard's neck."
I said, "Now that we are on
the same page, last night I informed Willow that I did not know your
whereabouts, nor had I spoken to you for some time."
"That's okay, boss. We all
have to fudge a little once in a while."
"Stop interrupting me. Now,
I have a way around our communication dilemma. From this point on, you
will make all future reports using email to Lu."
"Lou, who?"
"Lu. She took over for
Mabel."
"I was going to ask you who
answered the phone. Boss, you can tell me, is she young and good
looking?" |