JM02 - Death's Little Helpers Aka No Way Home - Plot & Excerpts
It was six-fifteen on Monday morning, and Dennis Turpin’s New England accent was grating even through the telephone. “You didn’t think we’d know it was you?”I woke up enough to play along. “Who is this?”“Turpin, from Pace-Loyette, and you haven’t answered my questions, March. What did you think you were doing?”I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Jane was nowhere in sight. I went for confused and indignant. “I thought I was sleeping,” I said.Turpin let out a disgusted sigh. “Go ahead, play games if you want. I’m just calling to find out why I shouldn’t report you to the police and start proceedings to have your license yanked. You’re making the decision easy. If you want a chance to explain yourself, this is it. I’d take it if I were you.”I stifled a yawn and ran a hand through my hair. “You’re the one playing games, and it’s way too early in the morning. I have no idea what this is about, and I’m not going to guess.”Turpin’s laugh was harsh. “You expect me to buy that when I practically witnessed your first breakin attempt?”“Breakin attempt?”
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