“He’s tall and imposing and has absolutely no expression on his face. His buzz-cut and steely blue eyes give me the creeps. “I’m the herpetologist you sent for,” I say, my voice breathless from anxiety. “The snake typhoon…” He interrupts me, “That’d be Bluey you’re after then.” “What?” I ask dumbly. “Bluey, that guy over there.” He closes the door behind us and points to a red-headed guy who’s as sun-starved as anyone I’ve ever seen. “Bluey had a roll in the hay with Loose-y Lucy and hasn’t stop...ped scratching since.” Bluey hangs his head and does his best to hide behind his desk. “What?” Is Loose-y Lucy a new species of snake? “Was he bitten?” I give Bluey the once-over. He doesn’t look like someone who is in the throes of venomous snake poisoning. I pull out my manual from my top pocket and flick through for references of Loose-y Lucy. Nothing. “You could say that. Covered in love bumps. But he ain’t the first and won’t be the last.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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