And Sometimes I Wonder About You - Plot & Excerpts
He was waiting for us at the door when we got there. “Come on in,” the killer said, ushering us into the posh entrance hall of his old-time Greenwich Village mansion. Waiting for us in the octagonal room was Tamara, Hush’s wife. She was a black woman with a plain face but with spirit so powerful that it seemed to add a dimension to her visage; next to her stood Liza Downburton wearing a pale blue kimono that she must have borrowed from the lady of the house. “Fortune,” Liza cried, and she ran to the pretty young man, caressing him, kissing his face. “What happened to you?” I had never seen the young burglar except with the bulges and bruises on his face, so he looked normal to me. “He sent the four after me.” “And you fought them?” “More like they took turns fightin’ my head. Twill and his father come to save me.” “The two-man cavalry,” Hush said softly. “Come on in the living room,” Tamara said. She’d put a hand on my forearm because she had a soft spot for me since I’d saved her life and her son’s.
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