The Adventures of Xavier & Vic
Determining whom to trust is getting very hard, indeed. This may be the most trying cases imaginable. Director Stone has gone missing and it appears Ministers of Parliament are involved. Xavier is arrested and placed in a jail meant to kill him, while Vic, disguised as a woman, attempts to locate the Minister of External Affairs and ask for his help.
Everyone is called in to assist: Jacko, his wife Alice, their son, Pete, Samson, the Crime Lord, David and Claire, Tubs and his wife, Sara, the boys: Cannon and Ham, plus the bloodhound, Arroo.
The Wasp who escaped punishment for her attempts to murder her bigamist husband’s first wife last year is back. Vic discovers love letters between Ben, their terrible secretary and the Wasp. Worse yet, he shared Xavier’s financial advice with the Wasp, making her and her husband very wealthy.
With Stone missing, and Barns and Meyers stretched to their limits, Vic decides it’s time to train more of the Scotland Yard officers in intuitive and deductive reasoning. While only half the class makes it through her two-day course, everyone is pleased with her results.
Be warned, Vic’s sister, Claire, is becoming more difficult than ever. Gregory thinks she is going mad.
She rolled her eyes. “I’ll be very surprised if the lock has been broken. I suspect Ben staged a break in so he could steal those three gold coins.”
Xavier frowned, then sighed. “Let me know if that’s the case.”
Cheered by Xavier’s new openness to fire Ben, she almost walked in front of a carriage again. Fortunately, Tubs pulled her to safety. Unlike everyone else, he didn’t scold her when she nearly died. He would simply rescue her. The front door of their office stood wide open. Tubs examined it carefully. “This wasn’t a break in, it was left open,” he declared.
Once inside, Vic stared at all the files thrown around the room. “This will take forever to clean up. Maybe Pete wants a job.”
“That’s a good idea.” Tubs said as he picked up a lamp and set it back on the desk.
Vic opened the scheduler to see if anyone was written in for tomorrow. If so, they would have to reschedule because it would be days before they had this place back to right. She stared at the dates and frowned.
“Someone has torn a week of the scheduler out.”
“What week?” Tubs asked.
“The one starting tomorrow.”
Tubs walked to Xavier’s door and tested it. “Door’s still locked.”
“That’s because I took back Ben’s key to Xavier’s office.” She walked over to his desk and pulled out the drawer. “He’s the sorriest excuse for a criminal that has ever lived.”
Tubs examined the drawer to see what had riled her up. He planted his finger in the fine black dust and then touched his tongue. “Activated Charcoal. I’m really familiar with the taste of it now. That was a sad place to hide the coins.”
“I don’t understand why Xavier won’t let me fire him.”
“He might if you hire Pete. I think the problem is that he doesn’t want you stuck in the office wasting your skills interviewing clients. You are far more valuable on the streets.”
Vic grinned at Tubs’ explanation. That was a reason she could appreciate.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Liza O’Connor was raised badly by feral cats, left the South/Midwest and wandered off to find nicer people on the east coast. There she worked for the meanest man on Wall Street, while her psychotic husband tried to kill her three times. (So much for finding nicer people.) Then one day she declared enough, got a better job, divorced her husband, and fell in love with her new life where people behaved nicely. But all those bad behaviors has given her lots of fodder for her humorous books. Please buy these books, because otherwise, she’ll become grumpy and write troubled novels instead. They will likely traumatize you.