Asprin, Robert Lynn – Catwoman – Tiger Hunt (With Lynn Abbey)

“Just point and shoot. You’re sure to get something illegal. There’s a piece, a Siberian tiger box, in the room where we came in. Save a shot for that. I’ll take a look in the other rooms to see if there’s anything else we should have.”

“Just point and shoot,” Bonnie repeated. “Point and shoot. Omygod.”

She unbuckled the backpack and opened it. When Catwoman left the room, she had both cameras on the floor beside her and was pulling on a pair of lightweight kid gloves. A moderately thorough search of the rest of the apartment assured Catwoman that except for the jewelry box in the bedroom there was nothing outside the now-unlocked room worth photographing. She was also positive that Eddie Lobb had not been back. This made her irrationally uneasy. If Eddie had been gone this long, there was no reason to think he’d be coming through the door any time soon. But reason had no effect on the acid churning in her stomach. She returned to the cat room to tell Bonnie to hurry up. Bonnie was standing on the tiger-bone chair, removing one of the trophy heads from the wall.

“Stop that!”

Catwoman was much stronger than Bonnie. She effortlessly wrenched the head from the other woman’s hand and slapped it back on the wall.

“Don’t touch things like that! What else have you touched?” Glancing around, Catwoman could answer her own question: everything on the right side of the room was subtly out of place.

“I’ve done the wide-angle shots in high-speed color; now I’m going for the close-ups in low-speed black-and-white. I’ll get great enlargements. I’ve got to move things if I’m going to get good pictures. I’m wearing gloves. It’s not like I’m leaving fingerprints around. Besides, I’ve never been arrested. There wouldn’t be a match on file.”