“Lou Delvina kidnapped Grandma.”
“Get out!”
“I think it’s safe to assume you’re unemployed.”
“Jeez. Did you get her back yet?”
“No. We’re working on it. We need a hundred and forty thousand dollars to ransom her. How much have you won?”
“Not that much.”
“Keep rolling,” I said. And I disconnected.
Stephanie Plum 13.5 - Plum Lucky
Chapter 9
I slapped the alarm button on my bedside clock, but the ringing continued.
“Phone,” Diesel murmured against my ear.
I fumbled for the phone and mumbled hello.
“I just got off a triple shift,” Morelli said. “Gang fight in the projects. Two dead. Do you want to meet me for breakfast before I crash?”
“What time is it?”
“Six-?thirty.”
“I’ve got a full house here. I think I should stay and keep my eye on things.”
“Who’s there?”
“Diesel and Snuggy O’Connor and Doug.”
“Snuggy O’Connor,” Morelli said. “I know that name from somewhere.”
“He was a jockey. He’s here with Doug.”
“And Doug is who?”
“Doug’s a horse.”
There was a long moment of silence.
“They’re not all in your apartment, are they?” Morelli asked.
“Yep.”
“Is Doug a little horse?”
“No. Doug is a big horse. It’s complicated.”
“It always is,” Morelli said. “I’m really tired. Probably I’m hallucinating this whole conversation. I’ll call in a day or two when I wake up.”
Diesel was in the bed with me, fully clothed except for shoes. I’d also fallen asleep in my clothes... minus my bra. The bra was dangling from the doorknob. I didn’t want to dwell on how it got there.
“What are you doing in my bed?” I asked Diesel.