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    Death Drop

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      I realized why. Smythe had been busy trying to wrestle the tube back into the elevator. He hadn’t thought to belt himself in. Now it was too late.

      “Yowzers,” I said under my breath. The image of Smythe being tossed around like a vegetable inside a blender wasn’t pretty.

      Soon, from a distance, we heard a different type of screaming. Police sirens, summoned by the 9-1-1 call Coach had made.

      From the tube, Coach pulled out the canvas Dante Rossetti had painted almost a century and a half ago. He unrolled it.

      For once the Deet didn’t say a word. The three of us gazed at the sad-faced woman, whose only mistake had been eating a few pomegranate seeds.

      Persephone’s blue eyes shone out at me. And reminded me of a girl with green eyes.

      A girl with a notepad. Except it hadn’t been a notepad. I wasn’t taking notes, pitcher boy.

      I started back down the passage.

      Coach called, “I bet you get a medal for finding this portrait. And Zeke?” He gave me a thumbs-up. “Stellar shot, buddy.”

      “See you at practice,” I called back.

      My gaze went to Dieter. I thought of how fast he’d run. Coach wasn’t a coach for nothing. He’d have noticed it too.

      I grinned. “See you both at practice.”

      She was sitting in a canvas chair on the sidewalk. A man was buying a seagull sketch from her.

      I waited till the man left. Then I approached.

      “Hey.”

      She brightened. Her eyes were just as green as I remembered. “Hey, pitcher boy.”

      “Sell many Death Drop posters today?” I asked.

      Her smile faded. “A few. But now it seems I’m out of business. Smythe just hobbled by. One foot seemed to be sprained, and he was cradling his left shoulder. Between moans of pain he told me that Death Drop was closing. That I’m out of a job.”

      I knelt beside her. “You’ll get to draw more. That’s a good thing. And maybe you’ll have time to come to a baseball game.”

      That got her smiling again, kind of shyly. “Could be, pitcher boy. Anyhow, I won’t mind being free of Sherry. She was a miserable boss. And Smythe! Whine, whine, whine.”

      I glanced around. “Where’d Smythe go?”

      “He waved for a cab and limped into it. He kept glancing back like somebody was after him.”

      The sirens wailed closer. I said, “I think a whole bunch of somebodies will be after him, very soon.”

      I picked up another sketch. I studied the airplane signature. “I’m Zeke. And let me guess. Your name is 747.”

      She laughed. “It’s Jett. And I’m betting you’re the one who bought my sketch of the little girl reaming you out.”

      I nodded. “You nailed us. Gracie, stubborn and scared. Me, not wanting to be bothered with her.”

      “You did bother with her though,” said Jett. “I could see that. I could see you were going to take care of her. That’s why I had to draw you two.”

      I remembered something. “In the gift shop, you started to tell me something. My buddy Dieter interrupted.”

      Jett nodded. “You asked me if I’d seen a lost blond kid. I said no. Then I wondered if you meant the little girl who’d been yelling at you. Did everything turn out okay? That’s what I wanted to ask.”

      A police car screamed to the curb, lights blazing. Two officers barged out. They hurried to the Death Drop. Jumping over the turnstile, they ran inside.

      “The kid’s safe,” I assured Jett. “On her way to London. To her parents.”

      Jett looked wistful. “I’d love to go to London. All those art galleries.”

      I thought of Sherry and Gracie arriving in London. Of Sherry greedily seizing the kid’s mailing tube.

      I pictured Sherry opening the tube. Dollar signs would be dancing in her eyes.

      She’d slide out the artwork, only to see—

      “Imagine showing your work in London,” Jett was saying.

      I grinned. “That may happen a lot sooner than you think.”

      Acknowledgments

      I would like to express my gratitude to editor Melanie Jeffs for all her guidance over the years. Hugs and best wishes for your new adventures to come!

      Death Drop is Melanie Jackson’s fifth mystery in the Orca Currents. Her other titles, The Big Dip, Fast Slide, High Wire and Eye Sore, all feature thrilling forms of amusement. Melanie lives in Vancouver, British Columbia. Visit www.melaniejacksonblog.wordpress.com.

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