Ron Goulart - John Easy 03 - The Same Lie Twice - Plot & Excerpts
The dying mouse pulled itself slowly across the wet red-brick porch. It was bleeding a harsh bright scarlet. The cat caught it again, tearing at its throat. Easy stepped around the struggle and rang the doorbell of the Mowatt house. Down on the gently curving street, laurel trees were planted every fifteen feet. There were three-bedroom ranch houses, all siblings, every two hundred feet all along this inland block. The mouse gave a tiny scream and died. The mud-splotched cat made a chuckling sound as it picked up the dead mouse in its teeth. The yellow door of the house opened and a girl screamed. “Oh, damn you, Timothy. Drop that, put it down. Damn you.” She was tall and husky, a freckled blonde wearing tan shorts and a candy-stripe jersey pullover. She screamed again, waving a hand at the triumphant cat. Ashes from her cigarette speckled the dirty cat. “Damn you, Timothy.” Another cat, this one a pale orange, leaped between the girl’s long legs and slapped at the dangling mouse.
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