remembered how efficiently heâd stopped the assistant director on her first film from touching her when sheâd objected to his familiarity.
Rory was laughing. âReally?â
âShe wasnât really cut out for police work,â he said. âShe couldnât talk on the phone and type at the same time, so she didnât do much typing.â
âWhyâ¦?â Tippy fished.
ââ¦did she empty a trash can on me?â he finished for her.
âDamned if I know! I told her not to force the lock on my filing cabinet, but she wouldnât listen. Is it my fault my babypython, Mikey, jumped out of the drawer at her? She scared him. He has a nervous condition.â
Theyâd both stopped now and were staring at him.
He sighed. âIsnât it strange how snakes make some people nervous?â he asked philosophically.
âYou have a snake named Mikey?â Tippy exclaimed.
âCag Hart had an albino python that he gave to a breeder after he got married. The pythonâs mate had a litter of the cute little things, and I asked for one. The day he gave me Mikey, I didnât have time to take him home so I put him in the filing cabinet, temporarily, in a little plastic aquarium with water and a limb to climb. It was working very nicely until my secretary jimmied the lock. Sadly, Mikey had escaped and was sitting on top of the files in the filing cabinet drawer.â
âWhat did she do?â Rory asked.
He scowled. âShe scared the poor little thing half to death,â he muttered. âIâm sure heâs going to have psychological problems for the rest of hisâ¦â
âAfterward!â Rory interrupted.
His dark eyebrows rose. âAfter she screamed bloody murder and threw my spare handcuffs at me, you mean?â
Tippy just stared at him, her green eyes twinkling.
âThat was when she dumped my trash can over my head. It was almost worth it. She had a spike haircut and black lipstick and nail polish, and body piercings with little silver rings all over visible space. Mikeyâs slowly getting over the trauma. Heâs living in my house now.â
Tippy was laughing too hard to talk at all.
Rory shook his head. âI almost had a snake once.â
âWhat happened to it?â Cash asked.
âShe wouldnât let me out of the pet shop with it,â Rory sighed, pointing at his sister.
âDoesnât like snakes, hmm?â he drawled with a wicked glance at Tippy.
âIt wasnât because I was afraid of it, it was because he couldnât take it to school with him and Iâm not home long enough to take care of a pet. But if you really need a secretary, as soon as I finish this movie, Iâll have my nose pierced and my hair spiked, first thing,â she said, tongue in cheek.
Cashâs perfect white teeth flashed at her. âI donât know. Can you type and chew gum at the same time?â
âShe canât type a word. And she is scared of snakesâ¦â Rory began enthusiastically.
âStop right there,â Tippy murmured with a quick look at her brother. âAnd donât you let him corrupt you,â she cautioned. âUnless you want me to tell him your fatal weakness!â
Rory held up both hands. âIâm sorry. Iâm really sorry. Honest.â
She pursed her full lips. âOkay.â
âLook! Thereâs the guy with the bagpipes! Give me a twenty, sis, would you?â Rory exclaimed, nodding to ward a man in a kilt standing just outside a hotel near the park with a set of bagpipes. He was playing âAmazing Grace.â
Tippy pulled a large bill from her fanny pack and handed it to Rory. âHere you go. Weâll wait here for you,â she said with an indulgent smile.
Cash watched him go, his eyes sliding to the bag piper. âHe plays well,â Cash said.
âRory wants a set of bagpipes, but I doubt the commandant would be
K. T. Fisher, Ava Manello