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He surveyed me, asking, “What’s got into you?”

“I’m just sick of man shit today.”

His black eyes went to the door behind me, then back to me. “I feel that.”

“You gonna ask her out?”

“If I crash and burn, you gotta make me your pudding.”

“Deal.”

* * *

I hitthe doorbell at the house in Arcadia and I didn’t take my finger off it until Luna pulled my wrist away.

“I think they heard it,” she said.

They did.

Or at least he did.

A short, blond, not-very-attractive, but openly-arrogant man opened the door, looked between us, looked us up and down, and then asked, “Can I help?”

“You can give me the money you stole from the prostitute you cuffed to a bed.” I gave him an all-around assessment before I added, “And your Rolex.”

I heard Luna gasp.

He turned instantly shady.

“I don’t know—” he began.

“Honey?” A woman called from inside. “Who is it at this hour?”

“You got two fuckin’ seconds to hand over your watch and go get that money or your wife knows what a colossal piece of shit you are,” I told him.

He started to close the door.

I put a hand and all my weight into it to stop him.

“If you don’t think I can’t bust down a door, you’re a moron,” I lied. “And you can call the cops, but you’d still be explaining to your woman why Sun Valley Motor Lodge has footage of your Lexus going in and out of the lot, and you following a sex worker into room number twenty-three, not to mention dealing with her complaint of you stealing from her.”

“Honey?” the woman’s voice was getting closer.

His face paled.

Then he griped, “This is fucking crazy,” while taking off his watch.

“You’re right. It is.” I took the watch when he handed it to me and shoved it in my crossbody. “Money too.”

“Hi, oh…hi,” a pretty brunette came up behind him. “Is everything okay?”

At this point, I was really glad I was still in my tee dress and daisy Vans. I looked normal, even sweet.

And there was Clarice’s note of flying under the radar.

“So sorry for the late visit. We had a huge list today. Shoo!” Luna said to her, also looking sweet in a muted floral dress with ruffles on the sleeves, short skirt and a smocked waist. “But you’re our last and we thank youso muchfor the donation to Sun Valley Homeless Shelter.”

The woman’s smile faltered in confusion as she looked to her husband. “Bobby?”

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