and the woman?”
The man nodded, “He always did business with the guy I replaced between one and five in the morning. He knew I was going to call last night.”
“Then,” Tiffany suggested, “maybe the woman is not there yet or is waiting for Elrod to join her.”
“That’s a long shot,” he noted.
“I think this one is worth playing,” she added. “I mean, you need the woman and the ring, and I can’t give you that. At least not the ring part.”
“Okay,” he admitted, “what have I got lose? Your hunch is better than anything I can come up with. Put your coat on, you’re driving me to Elrod’s.”
“I really need to wrap some presents,” she explained. “And you really don’t need me there. I promise I won’t tell anybody about what happened tonight.”
“Yeah, I trust you about as far as I can throw you.”
“As big as you are,” Tiffany quickly pointed out, “that might be a considerable distance.”
“Come on, Miss Clayton, let’s move.”
“I’m guessing there’s no way to talk you out of this?”
“Nope. If we can’t find the real blonde, I might still be able to figure a way to use your body.”
“Wonderful,” she sighed. Taking a deep breath, Tiffany got up, retrieved her coat from where she’d earlier hung it on hall tree by the front door, and slipped it on. After wrapping her scarf around her neck, she marched out the door and silently vowed that if she somehow lived through this adventure she was going to tear Lane Walker to pieces.
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