Every surface, hard and human, had been dusted with flour and dripped with pumpkin pie filling. She caught sight of Rita outside, darting away between the parked vehicles, presumably still chasing after Ice, her dark hair bearing white skunk streaks. BiBi was at the sink, swearing like a long haul trucker whose load had spilled across a freeway and looking like she’d been tarred and feathered in flour and pie filling. Molly cowered near the SubZero, hand to mouth, eyes wide. Strangely, she was unscathed from the flying pie ingredients. Andrea asked, “What happened?” “That’s what I want to know.” Molly shook her head. “I was getting something from the refrigerator. I heard the commotion, and when I shut the fridge door, this is what I saw.” Andrea glanced around again. Two large chunks of wallboard were teepeed in the center of the kitchen, and male voices issued from the hallway leading to the cold room.
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