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

Selina had nothing to say. She had Bonnie didn’t actually come from different worlds. In all the little towns like the one Bonnie was from, there was a downwind neighborhood where the children of the town’s losers grew up to become the next generation of losers. Selina came from such a neighborhood. Bonnie, on the other hand, lived on the hill with the respected folks. The only time respected folks saw the losers was before Christmas when a church delivered a twenty-pound ham with all the trimmings to the Kyle family’s ramshackle front porch.

Selina still hated ham. She wanted to hate Bonnie, but the fire wouldn’t catch.

“Did you get the pictures developed?” she asked with just a trace of hostility.

“I developed all the film and printed the pictures myself over the weekend. There were too many to be effective—that always happen—but you don’t know which ones will work until you’ve actually got the prints in your hands. I thought about it a lot, and waited a lot hoping you’d come by, but finally, last night I picked out fifteen—“

“So you’ve given the pictures to your boss. Are the Wilderness Warriors going to do something, or are we S-O-L.”

“S-O-L?”

“Shit outta luck.”

Bonnie gulped air and nodded. “We’re not S-O-L yet. Tim said he had an old friend who might be able to do something. An old friend.”

The extra emphasis triggered nothing in Selina’s mind, and it was her turn to be confused. “I don’t like getting other people involved. Can’t you think of something else we could be doing?”