While he'd been waiting for me, there had been a second call, to a second crime scene. I took my leave soon after, leaving them both amazed and perplexed. Johnny stared at her dumbly. I'd seen Belle do this trick once before, but it had been in a mirror, and my own eyes.
Jean-Claude touched my face, gently, as if afraid I'd break. It is not a photo dating service. This is not possible, she said, and her voice had lost some of its purring caress. The thought of what Belle would do to my pard, my friends.
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