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“Yeah, I know. Boy, this will be great. This is a terrific apartment.”
“What’s going on with your apartment?”
“They’re saying six months to rewire and rebuild. So I was let out of my lease. There was also some mention of me being an undesirable tenant, being that people wanted to blow me up.”
“Personally, if I was walking in your shoes, I’d take my chances with the giant bugs and gators in Florida.”
“My life will be all straightened out as soon as you find out who’s trying to kill me.”
“That would be a job for a cop. I was looking for Poletti because he skipped out on his bond.”
“But you’re so good at this. I bet you could find the creep.”
“Even if I wanted to help you, I have no idea where to start looking.”
“How about talking to Buster? He’s related to Jimmy Poletti. Maybe they were working together to off me. And Buster was involved in the Mexican business, so he might think I know something.”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Do you?”
“What?”
“Do you know something about Buster that would incriminate him?”
“No more than everyone else does. Everyone knew he was in Mexico. And now that it’s come out about the girls, you could assume Buster was part of that. I guess I know more about the money.”
“What about the money?”
“There was a lot of it.”
“In Mexico?”
“Yeah,” Briggs said. “But I don’t know exactly where. Not exactly, only approximately.”
“Good grief.”
“S
o how about it? Maybe you could go talk to Buster.”
“I can’t just go talk to Buster. What would I say?”
“You could ask him if he’s trying to kill me. And then you could tell him to cut it out or else.”
I left Briggs in my apartment and drove back to the bail bonds office.
“Where’s your little buddy?” Lula asked.
“I left him in my apartment. It’s sort of habitable.”
“Aren’t you afraid someone’s going to shoot another rocket through your wall if Briggs is living there?”
“Yes, but it was the best of all the alternatives.”
“You better hope the police find this rocket shooter guy,” Lula said.
I hiked my messenger bag higher on my shoulder. “I’m going to talk to Buster,” I said.
“I’ll go with you,” Lula said. “Maybe I’ll get a look at the killer Chihuahuas. And besides, I want to ride in Ranger’s Porsche.”
