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I grinned and repositioned the phone as I downshifted, and said, "‘Look, asshole’"
"Oh, oodness Wait, you said that to Luther Dean or are you saying that to o to Rocket’s and check on Teresa Yost’s mortal status, but the Rottweiler was out"
Rocket was a departed savant who lived in an abandoned mental asylum I had to break into just to see him He knew the names of every person who’d ever been born and their status in the grand sches He could tell me if Teresa Yost was alive or if the doctor had already done the deed, a bit of infor who noned the mental asylum also owned a slew of Rottweilers, and I preferred h, damn that Rottweiler So do you think he’s married?"
"Well, I don’t know, Cookie, but I’s"
"Not the Rottweiler Teresa’s brother Oh, your uncle called He said he needs you to unclog his drain or so Have you already found a new profession?"
I snorted, then mentally repossessed that snort and replaced it with an epiphany "You knohat? That’s not a bad idea Hoould you feel about us beco plumbers? I have a nice crack"
"I’ll take a rain check"
"Are you sure? They have wrenches"
"Positive So, how are you doing?" she asked I could tell by the tone in her voice she’d switched back to our earlier conversation about Reyes
"I’h fodder to fuel a thousand lonely sleepless nights"
"Das? I need visuals, flowcharts"
"Hey, I’ a irlfriend You should coo with you"
"Is it because of my questionable morals?"
"No, it’s because it’s three o’clock in the afternoon and I have to pick up A doesn’t bother you?"
She laughed and hung up
I called Ubie, my hemorrhoidal, hypertensed uncle and a detective for the Albuquerque Police Departe Thanks to him, I’d been hired by APD as a consultant and helped hiular basis The pay wasn’t bad The access to their databases was better
"What is this about your drains?" I asked when he picked up "’Cause that sounds almost incestuous"
"Oh, that was code for call ht "You couldn’t just say callto be cool"
Suppressing an inappropriate giggle, I said, "Uncle Bob, why don’t you just ask her out?"