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Take a bow Mrs Kate Loveton, you’re something special…
Blythe Spirit looked around the cantina, her smoky gray eyes alert. She glanced at her watch and frowned. He was late. He should have arrived forty-five minutes ago. Could something have gone wrong?
The message from her operative had come that morning, delivered by a dark-haired youth with large, liquid black eyes. He’d left his bike lying in the dust outside the small motel room where she was staying.
“Message, senorita,” he said, pulling the thin, brown envelope from his pocket. He looked at her. “I’m supposed to wait.”
Blythe studied the youth. Something in the kid’s expression didn’t sit well with her. “What’s your name, kid?”
He smirked. “Pedro.”
Her mouth turned down at the side. Pedro. “Yeah, yeah… everybody’s a Pedro around here.”
The kid shrugged and said nothing.
Tearing the envelope open, the image of a fat penguin wearing an aviator scarf and goggles…
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