Suzie tried to sneek out of the kitchen and down the hall, but heard Drew’s footsteps right behind her. She couldn’t let him follow, not for what she had in mind.
“Aren’t you cook tonight,” she asked.
Drew hesitated in the doorway. “Yes? So?”
“It’s already 5:30. I don’t know what you plan on cooking, but I’ll bet we end up eating late.” That got him turned around. Good, because she really, really didn’t want him to hear what she had to say to Vin and Miranda. “Oh, and Drew? It better not be another pizza. One more call to Dominoes and I’m going to serve liver and onions for my next meal.”
“I like liver and onions,” he grumbled when she was already to the living room. Still, she was fairly sure he’d try to actually cook something, which meant she’d have a few minutes in which to build her case.
Vin still sat on the couch with the remote in his hand and the TV off just like before, but Miranda stood by the window, looking out on the beautiful view of the interior of the house next door. That window was only a driveway’s width from the neighbors, whose window lined up with it. At the moment the shade was drawn. Miranda might as well have been looking at a brick wall. At another time, Suzie would worry about Miranda’s mood, but right now, she was too wrapped up in her own concerns.
“Vin, I want you to tell me everything you know about this Sean, and this Joseph fellow.”
She couldn’t have shocked him more if she’d walked up and set a porcupine in his lap.
“I can’t do that! It’s an ongoing investigation. We’re talking the FBI here.”
Suzie put her chin up. “I’m going to help.”
“Did Drew agree to it?” Vin’s eyes narrowed and his lips tightened. He must know Drew well.
“No,” Suzie conceded slowly. “But I’m going to do it anyway.”
“I won’t help.” Drew crossed his arms. Or tried to. He winced and ended up rubbing his wounded shoulder instead. Suzie refused to sympathize. Yet.
“Did you know Drew is thinking about taking you off the case?”
“He can’t do that!” Vin actually put the remote down. He looked like he might even stand up.
“It’s his case.” Suzie shrugged as if she didn’t care. “He can do what he wants.”
Vin’s eyes narrowed. “He can cut me out of the loop, but he can’t keep me from doing my own investigating.”
“Good. I’ll help.”
“But!” Vin sputtered.
“And I’ll help too!” Miranda put her hands on her hip and her chin out. If Vin didn’t know what a fight he would be in for if he tried to cross Miranda now, he wasn’t half as smart as Suzie thought.
Vin’s eyes went wide and his chin pulled back. He looked from one to the other of them with a growing sense of panic as Suzie put her hands on her hips in imitation of Miranda. He opened his mouth. Suzie expected an argument and was fully prepared to pull out the big guns, but put them away instead when Vin closed his mouth and nodded.
“All right. You’re in. Both of you. Let me catch you up to date on what little we have so far.”
Suzie grinned. The warmth of victory spread from her chest right to her fingers and toes. She was going hunting for bad guys. When she caught up with them, they’d better be prepared to meet their maker, because she was going to them everything they had done to the people in her household.