Page 6 of Promise Keeper

"I don't think I've seen her yet."

"She'll be at your house with me tonight around ten o'clock."

"Oh, right. I better clean and find a good spot for you to broadcast."

"Don't worry about that. We'll probably do it in the driveway in front of Metamora One. We don't want to give the impression that the police are at home relaxing while there's an unidentified dead body in the morgue."

"Andy, he has to sleepsometime!"

"I know! I didn't mean that like he wasn't doing anything. Not that he has much to do at this point since he has no leads, so he might as well be in here getting coffee and scones."

I shot him a pointed look.

"He's doing all he can," he said. "I know."

"Don't pull an Ed Stone on me tonight, Andy."

"Tell Alexis, I'm just the guy behind the camera."

"I'm holding you responsible. You keep your Alexis under control."

"HisAlexis?" Cass said, coming up behind me. Cassandra Platt was Andy's girlfriend and owner of Fiddle Dee Doo Inn. "Are you talking about heragain, Andy?"

He held up his hands in surrender. "I was telling Cam that she's doing a live broadcast with Ben at their house tonight, that's all."

"I swear, if I hear her name one more time..." Cass folded her arms and inhaled sharply.

"I'll never say that name again. It's She Who Must Not Be Named from here on out."

"Except now I know who She Who Must Not Be Named is, but good try." Cass put a hand on my shoulder. "Good seeing you, Cam. I'll talk to you later." She pivoted on her heel and walked toward the door.

"What was that about?" I asked.

"She Who Must Not Be Named is young and blond and attractive. Not to me. My eyes are locked on Cass, but every time I mention Alexis, Cass goes nuts."

"Has she met her? Maybe that would help."

"No, and I'm afraid of any scenario that has the two of them coming face to face."

"Well, Cass is a little older than you, so she might be feeling insecure about a new, young, attractive woman in your life. If you introduced them it might take some tension away."

Andy looked wary, but agreed. "I guess that might work, but if it goes south it's your fault."

"I accept full responsibility."

Monica found us and set our coffee on the table. "This place is a zoo." She tossed a package of ground coffee on my lap. "My gift to you. You're welcome."

"Thanks, Mon."

"You should've been here this morning to see the pandemonium when the rescue units were at the park," Andy told us. "Everyone in here ran outside, and all of the people who were at the Odd and Strange Carnival ran out of the tent into the road, even the fire eaters."

"Fire eaters?" I asked. "I had no idea it was such a production."

"Yeah, he's talking about doing it every year."

Monica's forehead creased in confusion. "Is he getting a new assortment of relics every year, or is it going to be the same stuff?"

Andy shrugged. "Personally, I think he'd do anything for a buck."

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