“It’s for you!”
I got up, wrapped the blanket about myself like a cape, and went to get the phone.
“Aha!” Kate’s voice said on the other end.
“Aha what?” Raphael must’ve recovered from his unfortunate connection with the table, because he set about trying to steal my blanket.
“Nothing. Nothing at all,” Miss Innocence said.
“How did you get this number anyway?” I smacked Raphael’s hand away.
“Jim gave it to me a long time ago. I tried your cell, the Order, and your house. This was the next logical number. I’m a trained detective, you know.”
“You couldn’t detect your way out of a shoe if someone lit the way with neon signs.”