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Eek!
“Tex,” Indy said, sidling over to me and pulling me away. “Let’s go.”
TheReservoir Dogsmen weren’t done with us.
“You find McAlister, tell him Louie and Vince want to talk to him,” the shorter one said.
“You find him, you tell him Tex wants to talk to him, but first, Lee Nightingale wants to talk to him,” Tex retorted.
They looked at each other again then they looked at Indy.
“Thought I recognized you,” the taller one said.
“Get your fuckin’ eyes off her.” Tex got in between them and Indy and me, which put him dangerously close to the taller guy.
“Back off, old man. And tell Nightingale to keep his fuckin’ nose out of this. Those friends of his too, the wetback cop and the fuckin’ dealer.”
Looking back, perhaps I should maybe have counted to ten.
Then again, until recently, I’d been mild-mannered and boring, so who would have ever guessed I would have lost my mind like I did. Though, words like the “N-word,” “raghead,” “wetback,” and the like always set my teeth on edge. So I guess my reaction to them calling Eddie one of those words wasn’tthatsurprising.
I launched myself at the tall guy. I must have taken him off guard because he staggered back and we both went down amongst the tables at Einstein’s.
I landed on top of him. He went, “Oof!” and I’m pretty sure I knocked the wind out of him. This was to my good fortune, because in any other circumstance he could have probably kicked my ass.
I took advantage and we were rolling around, a tangle of limbs. I heard shouting and we rolled into and upset a bunch of tables. I think Tex got into it with the shorter guy because I heard a scuffle but couldn’t pay that much attention because my guy got his wind back and began to kick my ass.
I heard Indy shout, “Knee him in the nuts!”
This sounded like a good plan. I found my opening and pulled my knee up with all my strength and connected, solidly.
My guy made a noise that made even me feel sorry for him. I was lifted up by my waist, set on my feet and then I heard Tex shout, “Run!”
We hightailed it to the Beetle and Indy peeled out of the parking lot, but we could see a cop car, sirens blaring, approaching the light at the corner of Alameda and Logan.
Indy didn’t even slow down.
We went back to Fortnum’s, which was only a few blocks away. Without a word, we all got out of the car and walked in the store.
Duke and Jane both looked up when we walked in. Duke’s eyes narrowed. Jane started to smile.
“If anyone asks, we’ve been here all day,” Indy said immediately.
Duke dropped his head in his hand.
“If you want to go with that story, you might want to brush the potato chips out of Jet’s hair,” Jane remarked.
My hand flew to my hair. I’d lost my ponytail holder so I ran my hands through it. Chips flew out everywhere.
“I’ll get the broom,” Indy muttered.
“You might also want to wipe that…is it cream cheese…off your shirt too,” Jane suggested.
I stared down at my shirt.
Tex’s hand settled on my head. “Now that’s more like it, Loopy Loo.”
Dear Lord.
