Alex Kava Bundle - Alex Kava [545]
She heard him coming down the steps and she sat up. Before he got to the foot of the stairs she could see his elongated shadow carrying something over his shoulder and the little terrier following close behind.
Oh, Jesus! Was he, indeed, sleepwalking? And she tried to remember, were you supposed to wake a sleepwalker or leave him alone?
He rounded the corner and she recognized a bat hoisted on his shoulder in ready-to-swing mode. Instinctively, she bolted for her Smith & Wesson. As she whipped it out of its holster, she saw him putting his finger to his lips and whispering, “Someone’s outside.”
Maggie decided the old man must be sleepwalking or perhaps imagining things, the result of stress from an outrageous day. That was until she saw the shadow of a man pass by the front window.
She put up a cautionary hand to Luc and waved him away from the windows. The terrier growled but was sticking close by his owner. Maggie made her way to the front door, keeping her revolver nose down and close to her body. She worked the locks open, slowly, quietly. She looked back at Luc, making sure he was out of the line of fire. Then without hesitation, she flung the door open and stuck the Smith & Wesson’s nose in the face of the shadow just as it stepped into the porch light.
“Jesus, Bonzado. What the hell are you doing here?”
CHAPTER 51
She startled him so badly he dropped one of the bags, scattering groceries across the wooden porch floor.
“I didn’t think you’d both be down for the night. I guess I didn’t think it was that late. Did I wake you?”
“You scared the living daylights out of us. What the hell are you doing?”
Maggie watched him pick up cartons and cans. She looked back at Luc and worried that he had blanked out on her again. He stood there, bat in his hands, staring at Bonzado, as if deciding whether he needed to use the bat.
“It’s okay, Luc,” she told him. “It’s just Professor Bonzado. Do you remember him from this afternoon?”
“Why is he back?” Luc wanted to know. “Why is he out wandering around in the dark?”
“Good question,” she said, now turning back to the professor.
He looked up at her, still down on his hands and knees retrieving several cans that had rolled underneath the porch swing. “I wasn’t out wandering around in the dark. I was just coming up to the door, and before I could knock you jammed a gun in my face.”
“What are you doing here, Adam?” she asked again.
“I noticed Mr. Racine didn’t have much in his refrigerator. I thought I’d bring out some staples. I really didn’t think you’d be asleep already. It’s not even ten. And—” he got to his feet and opened one of the other bags, pulling out a small white box “—I wanted to bring you some dessert, since our dinner sort of got canceled.”
“You should have called first.” It was difficult to stay angry with him when he seemed genuinely determined to please them.
“I tried calling you. Your cell phone must be off. And I didn’t know Mr. Racine’s phone number.”
“I’m sure directory assistance could have given it to you.” Maggie wouldn’t let him off the hook. She didn’t like how quiet Luc continued to be. Finally, he came out on the porch to help Bonzado, taking one of the bags and looking inside.
“I don’t cook much anymore.”
“I figured as much. So I bought some deli meats and cheeses, some bread, and several different kinds of cereals and milk. Oh, and some Pop-Tarts. They’re pretty good cold. You don’t even have to put them in a toaster. Really. You’ll have to try ’em.”
The two men came in past Maggie, and Bonzado glanced at the revolver she hadn’t holstered yet, then looked up at her and smiled. “Jeez, you’re tough on a guy for just wanting to bring you a little cheesecake.”
“Did you say cheesecake?” Now he had Luc’s full attention and enthusiasm.
“That’s right. None other than chocolate almond from the Stone House.” Bonzado followed Luc into the kitchen.
Maggie shook her head. But before she closed the door she stepped out onto the porch. Why hadn’t she heard Bonzado’s El Camino or, at least, seen his headlights? She saw the vehicle