Page 204 of Positively Pricked
I swear, my heart stopped beating. "You don't think he's in any danger, do you?"
"I hope not," she said.
"Yeah," I whispered. "Me, too."
"Because seriously, I doubt he'd leave us a thing."
I stared in absolute horror. "You mean in his will?"
"Well yeah," she said. "We were screwed once. No need to get screwed again."
Well, that was nice.
Kayla gave a long, sad sigh. "But I guessI'llhave to be satisfied with the paintings."
I stiffened. "Not today, you won't."
"Excuse me?"
"I can't let you take them."
Her gaze narrowed. "And who's gonna stop me? You?"
If it came down to that, I would. But I still had this blind hope of reasoning with her first. "Look, why don’t you have Bob call Zane? Letthemwork it out."
"No way," she said. "Bob's in New York. He won't be back 'til tomorrow. And why should I make a special trip?"
With that, she turned and started heading deeper into the house. Over her shoulder, she said, "There's a really nice one in the den."
Oh, God.Was I really going to have to wrestle her for the paintings? With increasing desperation, I scrambled after her. "But Kayla, wait. I need to tell you something."
With a sigh, she stopped and turned around. "What?"
Yeah. What?
Grasping at straws, I finally blurted out, "I heard that Bob's going through a tough time. Maybe you should give him a call. Like, now."
She was frowning again. "What do you mean?"
"Well, I didn't want to say anything, but I heard he's in bad shape."
Her frown deepened. "You're not talking about his beer gut, are you?"
Huh?I didn't notice a beer gut. "Uh…no?"
"Oh, so you mean that flab under his chin?" She waved away my concern. "I'm not worried. He's having lipo when he gets back."
Liposuction? Really?I couldn't even imagine. For starters, he didn't need it. And besides, wasn't that expensive?
But already, Kayla was turning away.
"Wait," I called. "You never said. Why was Bob in New York?"
Again, Kayla stopped and turned around. With a sound of impatience, she said, "Because Zane was there…withhis P.R. chick."
I froze. P.R.? As in Public Relations? Was she seriously talking aboutme?
