Sugarplum Dead
Sugarplum Dead
“Annie, the rescuer. He’d seen her reach out to others so many times, to people who were hurting, to animals that were abandoned. Now she was responding to the pain in a troubled teenager’s face. He glanced toward Pudge. Their eyes met. Pudge looked proud.
All right. Rachel was in good hands. Now it was time to get to work. Max intercepted Swanson near the wet bar. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Swanson. I’ve heard so much about you. Ms. Dumaney believes you are definitely a wizard.”
Was ther...e the tiniest flicker in Swanson’s attentive brown eyes? He had never, of course, heard Marguerite mention Max’s name. “Call me Emory, please.” His deep voice oozed bonhomie. “Marguerite has remarkable psychic gifts. I suppose you are an old friend of hers?”
“Marguerite’s family has a long connection with mine,” Max said smoothly. After all, Pudge was his family in a real sense and Pudge went back a long way with Happy. And if Max’s claim gave him some legitimacy with Swanson, well, so much the better.MoreLess
All right. Rachel was in good hands. Now it was time to get to work. Max intercepted Swanson near the wet bar. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Dr. Swanson. I’ve heard so much about you. Ms. Dumaney believes you are definitely a wizard.”
Was ther...e the tiniest flicker in Swanson’s attentive brown eyes? He had never, of course, heard Marguerite mention Max’s name. “Call me Emory, please.” His deep voice oozed bonhomie. “Marguerite has remarkable psychic gifts. I suppose you are an old friend of hers?”
“Marguerite’s family has a long connection with mine,” Max said smoothly. After all, Pudge was his family in a real sense and Pudge went back a long way with Happy. And if Max’s claim gave him some legitimacy with Swanson, well, so much the better.MoreLess
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