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“See, if you had been the one to finish it, the cheat might have been erased, but as is, you might as well have continued the cheat until you at least got to see him naked. No one in their right mind would pass up the chance to see that man naked.”
She was right. I’d seen him naked. He was awesome.
I got up and surrendered Connie’s desk chair to Lula. “I checked the email and there were no new FTAs, but it might have been too early.”
I called Vinnie and was shocked when he picked up.
“What?” Vinnie said.
“Connie is still missing and there’s no one here who can write a bond.”
“Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I’m on my way.”
“He’s on his way,” I said to Lula.
“I like it just fine without him,” Lula said. “He’s a inconvenience.”
Twenty minutes later, Vinnie swaggered into the office. Vinnie is five feet nine inches, is slim, and appears boneless. His complexion is naturally swarthy, his eyes are narrow and feral, his brown hair is slicked back. His shoes are pointy toed, his pants are tight across his ass and narrow legged. He’s the human equivalent of a lizard. And he’s my cousin.
“Oh jeez,” he said when he saw Lula sitting at Connie’s desk. “Can life get any worse?”
“You bet your ass it can get worse,” Lula said. “The day’s just starting. And you better be nice to me and appreciate that I’m here running this crap-ass office because I’m all you got. And you’re lucky to have me here.”
“Yeah,” Vinnie said. “Lucky me. What’s happening with Connie?”
“She’s being held for ransom,” I said. “The kidnapper wants the coin you got from Paul Mori.”
“That’s weird,” Vinnie said. “Did you call the police? The FBI?”
“No,” I said. “I called Ranger.”
“Even better,” Vinnie said.
He disappeared into his inner office, slamming the door shut.
Lula gave the closed door the finger.
“I saw that,” Vinnie yelled from the other side of the door.
Lula and I looked around for a hidden camera, but we didn’t see any.
“This here’s gonna be a good day,” Lula said, turning back to her computer, taking another doughnut. “I can tell. I got a feeling.”
My phone rang with an unknown-caller number. Not unusual for a bail bonds office but my heart skipped a beat all the same.
“I saw the sign,” the caller said. “Do you have it?”
“Yes,” I said. “In fact, I have six. I found them in a collection. I’m not sure which coin is yours. You can have all six. Where do you want to make the exchange?”
“Downtown. There’s a coffee shop on the corner of Greely and Broad. There are a few outdoor tables. At ten o’clock you need to be seated at the red table. Alone. Stay there and wait for my phone call.”
He disconnected.
I redialed. No one picked up.
“I’m dying here,” Lula said. “Talk to me. Is Connie okay?”
“I don’t know. I didn’t get a chance to ask. He gave me a meeting spot and told me to wait for another phone call when I got there.”
