“The Great Skeeve stands behind every M.Y.T.H. Inc. contract,” Bunny interrupted. “If you wish to contract his personal services, the price would be substantially higher . . . like, say, controlling interest?”
“All right, all right! I get the message!” the Deveel said. “Send in your agents. They just better be good, that’s all. At these rates, I expect results!”
With that, he slammed out of the office, leaving Bunny and me alone.
“How much did you charge him?”
“Just our usual fees.”
“Really?”
“Well … I did add in a small premium ‘cause I didn’t like him. Any objections?”
“No. Just curious is all.”
“Say, Boss. Would you mind including me in this assignment? It shouldn’t take too long, and this one’s got me a little curious.”
“Okay . . . but not as lead operative. I want to be able to pull you back here if things get hairy in the office. Let your partner run the show.”
“No problem. Who are you teaming me with?”
I leaned back in my chair and smiled.
“Can’t you guess? The client wants organized crime, he gets organized crime!”
Guido’s Tale
“Guido, are you sure you’ve got your instructions right?”
That is Bunny talkin’. For some reason the Boss has deemed it wise to delegate to me her company for this job. Now this is okay with me, as Bunny is more than enjoyable to look at and a swell head to boot, which is to say she is smarter than me, which is a thing I do not say about many people, guys or dolls.
The only trepidation with which I view this pairin’ is that as swell as she is. Bunny also has a marked tendency to nag whenever a job is on. This is because she is handicapped with a problem, which is that she has her cap set for the Boss. Now we are all aware of this, for it was apparent as the nose on your face from the day they first encountered. Even the Boss could see this, which is sayin’ sumpin’, for while I admire the Boss as an organizer, he is a little thick between the ears when it comes to skirts. To show you what I mean, once he was aware that Bunny did indeed entertain notions on his bod, his response was to half faint from the nervousness. This is from a guy I’ve watched take on vampires and werewolf types, not to mention Don Bruce himself, without so much as battin’ an eye. Like I say, dolls is not his strong suit.
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