The Hitwoman and the Chubby Cherub

The Hitwoman and the Chubby Cherub by JB Lynn

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the animals. “He’s Katie’s manny. Nothing else.”
    “Oh come on, sugar,” Piss purred as she groomed herself. “He’s not even my type and I think he’s an attractive fella.”
    “I’m not interested in him that way.” My voice cracked a little at the end, revealing my lie.
    “What are you going to do?” God asked. “Spend your whole life waiting for the redhead to decide you’re a priority in his life?”
    I winced as the barb hit me square in the heart.
    Noticing my pain, Piss flexed her claws in God’s direction, effectively making the lizard shut up.
    “All we’re trying to say,” she mewled softly, “is that we think you deserve better and Angel is better.”
    “I appreciate that, but I have bigger things to worry about right now.”
    God sniffed incredulously. “Like what?”
    Ignoring his disdain, I said, “I need to break in to Kevin Belgard’s house.”
    “Do let’s it!” DeeDee barked excitedly.
    Piss looked up from her grooming long enough to ask, “Why?”
    God remained uncharacteristically silent.
    “I need to see if there’s anything in the hidden compartment of the house. Patrick seemed to think it’s important.”
    “By all means,” God mocked, unable to restrain himself any longer, “be at the beck and call of Mister ‘If you know what’s good for you’.”
    “What’s that mean?” Piss asked, giving me her full attention. “What’s up, sugar?”
    I frowned, totally understanding how curiosity could be the downfall of her species.
    I took a deep breath, not wanting to get into a discussion about the mysterious blonde and Patrick’s strange reaction. “The point is there could be something hidden in that house. Something important. Something that could lead me to Darlene.” Remembering Loretta’s lecture, I added, “Will you guys help me find it?”
    “Sure for,” DeeDee barked.
    “You bet your sweet britches, sugar,” Piss purred.
    “Be careful what you wish for,” God intoned ominously.
    As usual, he was right.

Chapter Seventeen
    “All set for tomorrow?” Megan trilled as I watched Katie lurch into her classroom, barely keeping herself and her backpack vertical.
    It was a little creepy that the other woman always seemed to be around. It was a lot annoying that she was checking up on me.
    “All set,” I agreed, flashing her my best ‘back off bitch’ smile.
    “Because if you’ve run into any problems, I suppose I could help you out,” Megan conceded in her best martyred tone.
    “Nope. I’ve got it under control,” I said so sweetly it made my teeth ache. “I already enlisted someone’s help, but thanks for the offer.”
    “Who?” she asked suspiciously. “If they’re not on the approved list…”
    “They are. I checked,” I lied smoothly. “Don’t worry. This is going to be the best party the kids have ever had.”
    Megan looked worried.
    “See you tomorrow.” I managed to insert even more saccharine-goodness into my tone. I gave her two thumbs-up and marched away like I actually knew what the hell I was doing.
    I’m pretty sure I saw her flip me the bird out of the corner of my eye.
    “You sweat when you lie,” God complained while nestled in the hammock of my bra.
    “I wasn’t lying, I was embellishing. Besides, Cam promised it’s going to be epic.”
    “And you believe her?” he scoffed.
    “Why shouldn’t I?”
    “Maybe because you just met her? Maybe because she seemed to have an unhealthy desire for revenge?”
    “It’ll be fine,” I said, more to assure myself than him.
    “Or it’ll be a disaster of epic proportions,” he countered.
    Still, I couldn’t worry about that. I had to go find my father. Even though I was pissed at him for a multitude of reasons, I figured he should know he was a suspect in Belgard’s death.
    I went to the place he

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