WE SAT IN A CIRCLE around the fire pit behind our rental1 cottage near the spectacular Point Reyes National Seashore, an hour north of San Francisco.
“Lindsay, hold out your glass,” Cindy said.
I tasted the margarita - it was good. Yuki stirred the oysters2 on the grill3. My border collie, Sweet Martha, sighed and crossed her paws in front of her, and firelight made flickering4 patterns on our faces as the sun set over the Pacific.
“It was one of my first cases in the ME’s office,” Claire was saying. “And so I was ‘it.’ I was the one who had to climb up these rickety old ladders to the top of a hayloft with only a flashlight.”
Yuki coughed as the tequila went down her windpipe, gasping5 for breath as Cindy and I yelled at her in unison6, “Sip it!”
Claire thumped7 Yuki’s back and continued.
“It was horrible enough hauling my size-sixteen butt8 up those ladders in the pitch-black with whispery things scurrying9 and flapping all around me - and then my beam hit the dead man.
“His feet were hovering10 above the hay, and when I lit him up, I swear to God he looked like he was levitating11. Eyes and tongue bugged12 out, like a freakin’ ghoul.”
“No way.” Yuki laughed. She was wearing pajama bottoms and a Boalt Law sweatshirt, her hair in a ponytail, already drunk on her one margarita, looking more like a college kid than a woman nearing thirty.
“I yelled down into the dark well of that barn,” Claire said, “got two big old boys to come up and cut the body down from the rafters and put Mr. Levitation13 into a body bag.”
Claire paused for dramatic effect - and right then my cell phone rang.
“Lind-say, no,” Cindy begged me. “Don’t take that call.”
I glanced at the caller ID, expecting it to be my boyfriend, Joe, thinking he’d just gotten home and was checking in, but it was Lieutenant14 Warren Jacobi. My former partner and current boss.
“Jacobi?”
Yuki shouted, “Don’t stop, Claire. She could be on the phone all night!”
“Lindsay? Okay, fine,” Claire said, and then she went on. “I unzipped the body bag . . . and a bat flew out of the dead man’s clothes. I peed my pants,” Claire squealed15 behind me. “I really did!”
“Boxer16? You there?” said Jacobi, gruff in my ear.
“I’m on my own time,” I growled17 into my cell phone. “It’s Saturday, don’t you know that?”
“You’re going to want this. If not, tell me and I’ll give it to Cappy and Chi.”
“What is it?”
“The biggest deal in the world, Boxer. It’s about the Campion kid. Michael.”
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