“Why did you pick these three out of all the employees at Hooligans?
“Because they had arguments with Claudia. She was a dynamic woman, Claude said seriously.
“Dynamic my ass, said Barry the Barber, proving that tact isnt a prerequisite for a stripping job. “That woman was hell on wheels.
“Her character isnt really important in determining who killed her, I pointed out, which shut him right up. “It just indicates why. Please go on, I said to Claude. “Where were the three of you? And where were the people youve held here?
“Claudine was here, cooking supper for us. She works at Dillards in Customer Service. Shed be great at that; her unrelenting cheer could pacify anyone. “As I said, Claudia was scheduled to take the cover charge at the door, Claude continued. “Barry and I were in both shows. Rita always puts the first shows take in the safe, so Claudia wont be sitting up there with a lot of cash. Weve been robbed a couple of times. Jeff was mostly sitting behind Claudia, in a little booth right inside the main door.
“When did Claudia vanish?
“Soon after the second show started. Rita says she got the first shows take from Claudia and took it back to her safe, and that Claudia was still sitting there when she left. But Rita hates Claudia, because Claudia was about to leave Hooligans for Foxes, and I was going with her.
“Foxes is another club? Claude nodded. “Why were you leaving?
“Better pay, larger dressing rooms.
“Okay, that would be Ritas motivation. What about Jeffs?
“Jeff and I had a thing, Claude said. (My pirate ship fantasy sank.) “Claudia told me I had to break up with him, that I could do better.
“And you listened to her advice about your love life?
“She was the oldest, by several minutes, he said simply. “But I loI am very fond of him.
“What about you, Barry?
“She ruined my act, Barry said sullenly.
“Howd she do that?
“She yelled, Too bad your nightsticks not bigger! as I was finishing up.
It seemed that Claudia had been determined to die.
“Okay, I said, marshaling my plan of action. I knelt before Barry. I laid my hand on his arm, and he twitched. “How old are you?
“Twenty-five, he said, but his mind provided me with a different answer.
“Thats not right, is it? I asked, keeping my voice gentle.
He had a gorgeous tan, almost as good as mine, but he paled underneath it. “No, he said in a strangled voice. “Im thirty.
“I had no idea, Claude said, and Claudette told him to hush.
“And why didnt you like Claudia?
“She insulted me in front of an audience, he said. “I told you.
The image from his mind was quite different. “In private? Did she say something to you in private? After all, reading minds isnt like watching television. People dont relate things in their own brains, the way they would if they were telling a story to another person.
Barry looked embarrassed and even angrier. “Yes, in private. Wed been having sex for a while, and then one day she just wasnt interested anymore.
“Did she tell you why?
“She told me I was... inadequate.
That hadnt been the phrase she used. I felt embarrassed for him when I heard the actual words in his head.
“What did you do between shows tonight, Barry?
“We had an hour. So I could get two shaves in.
“You get paid for that?
“Oh, yeah. He grinned, but not as though something was funny. “You think Id shave a strangers crotch if I didnt get paid for it? But I make a big ritual out of it; act like it turns me on. I get a hundred bucks a pop.
“When did you see Claudia?
“When I went out to meet my first appointment, right as the first show was ending. She and her boyfriend were standing by the booth. Id told them that was where Id meet them.
“Did you talk to Claudia?
“No, I just looked at her. He sounded sad. “I saw Rita, she was on her way to the booth with the money pouch, and I saw Jeff, he was on the stool at the back of the booth, where he usually stays.
“And then you went back to do this shaving?
He nodded.
“How long does it take you?
“Usually about thirty, forty minutes. So scheduling two was kind of chancy, but it worked out. I do it in the dressing room, and the other guys are good about staying out.
He was getting more relaxed, the thoughts in his head calming and flowing more easily. The first person hed done tonight had been a woman so bone-thin hed wondered if shed die while he did the shaving routine. Shed thought she was beautiful, and shed obviously enjoyed showing him her body. Her boyfriend had gotten a kick out of the whole thing.
I could hear Claudine buzzing in the background, but I kept my eyes closed and my hands on Barrys, seeing the second “client, a guy, and then I saw his face. Oh, boy. It was someone I knew, a vampire named Maxwell Litton.
“There was a vamp in the bar, I said, out loud, not opening my eyes. “Barry, what did he do when you finished shaving him?
“He left, Barry said. “I watched him go out the back door. Im always careful to make sure my clients are out of the backstage area. Thats the only way Rita will let me do the shaving at the club.
Of course, Barry didnt know about the problem fairies have with vamps. Some vamps had less self-control when it came to fairies than others did. Fairies were strong, stronger than people, but vamps were stronger than anything else on earth.
“And you didnt go back out to the booth and talk to Claudia again?
“I didnt see her again.
“Hes telling the truth, I said to Claudine and Claude. “As far as he knows it. There were always other questions I could ask, but at first “hearing, Barry didnt know anything about Claudias disappearance.
Claude ushered me into the pantry, where Rita Child was waiting. It was a walk-in pantry, very neat, but not intended for two people, one of them duct-taped to a rolling office chair. Rita Child was a substantial woman, too. She looked exactly like Id expect the owner of a strip club to lookpainted, dyed brunette, packed into a challenging dress with high-tech underwear that pinched and pushed her into a provocative shape.
She was also steaming mad. She kicked out at me with a high heel that would have taken my eye out if I hadnt jerked back in the middle of kneeling in front of her. I fell on my fundament in an ungraceful sprawl.
“None of that, Rita, Claude said calmly. “Youre not the boss here. This is our place. He helped me stand up and dusted off my bottom in an impersonal way.
“We just want to know what happened to our sister, Claudine said.
Rita made sounds behind her gag, sounds that didnt seem to be conciliatory. I got the impression that she didnt give a damn about the twins motivation in kidnapping her and tying her up in their pantry. Theyd taped her mouth, rather than using a cloth gag, and after the kicking incident, I kind of enjoyed ripping the tape off.
Rita called me some names reflecting on my heritage and moral character.
“I guess thats just the pot calling the kettle black, I said, when she paused to breathe. “Now you listen here! Im not taking that kind of talk off of you, and I want you to shut up and answer my questions. You dont seem to have a good picture of the situation youre in.
The club owner calmed down a little bit after that. She was still glaring at me with her narrow brown eyes, and straining at her ropes, but she seemed to understand a little better.
“Im going to touch you, I said. I was afraid she might bite if I touched her bare shoulder, so I put my hand on her forearm just above where her wrists were tied to the arms of the rolling chair.
Her head was a maze of fury. She wasnt thinking clearly because she was so angry, and all her mental energy was directed into cursing at the twins and now at me. She suspected me of being some kind of supernatural assassin, and I decided it wouldnt hurt if she were scar
ed of me for a while.
“When did you see Claudia tonight? I asked.
“When I went to get the money from the first show, she growled, and sure enough, I saw Ritas hand reaching out, a long white hand placing a zippered vinyl pouch in it. “I was in my office working during the first show. But I get the money in between, so if we get stuck up, we wont lose so much.
“She gave you the money bag, and you left?
“Yeah. I went to put the cash in the safe until the second show was over. I didnt see her again.
And that seemed to be the truth to me. I couldnt see another vision of Claudia in Ritas head. But I saw a lot of satisfaction that Claudia was dead, and a grim determination to keep Claude at her club.
“Will you still go to Foxes, now that Claudias gone? I asked him, to spark a response that might reveal something from Rita.
Claude looked down at me, surprised and disgusted. “I havent had time to think of what will come tomorrow, he snapped. “I just lost my sister.
Ritas mind sort of leaped with joy. She had it bad for Claude. And on the practical side, he was a big draw at Hooligans, since even on an off night he could engender some magic to make the crowd spend big. Claudia hadnt been so willing to use her power for Ritas profit, but Claude didnt think about it twice. Using his inbred fairy skills to draw people to admire him was an ego thing with Claude, which had little to do with economics.
I got all this from Rita in a flash.
“Okay, I said, standing up. “Im through with her.
She was happy.
We stepped out of the pantry into the kitchen, where the final candidate for murderer was waiting. Hed been pushed under the table, and he had a glass in front of him with a straw stuck in it, so he could lean over to drink. Being a former lover had paid off for Jeff Puckett. His mouth wasnt even taped.
I looked from Claude to Jeff, trying to figure it out. Jeff had a light brown mustache that needed trimming, and a two-day growth of whiskers on his cheeks. His eyes were narrow and hazel. As much as I could tell, Jeff seemed to be in better shape than some of the bouncers Id known, and he was even taller than Claude. But I was not impressed, and I reflected for maybe the millionth time that love was strange.
Claude braced himself visibly when he faced his former lover.
“Im here to find out what you know about Claudias death, I said, since wed been around a corner when wed questioned Rita. “Im a telepath, and Im going to touch you while I ask you some questions.
Jeff nodded. He was very tense. He fixed his eyes on Claude. I stood behind him, since he was pushed up under the table, and put my hands on his thick shoulders. I pulled his tee shirt to one side, just a little, so my thumb could touch his neck.
“Jeff, you tell me what you saw tonight, I said.
“Claudia came to take the money for the first set, he said. His voice was higher than Id expected, and he was not from these parts. Florida, I thought. “I couldnt stand her because she messed with my personal life, and I didnt want to be with her. But thats what Rita told me to do, so I did. I sat on the stool and watched her take the money and put it into the money bag. She kept some in a money drawer to make change.
“Did she have trouble with any of the customers?
“No. It was ladies night, and the women dont give any trouble coming in. They did during the second set, I had to go haul a gal offstage who got a little too enthusiastic about our Construction Worker, but mostly that night I just sat on the stool and watched.
“When did Claudia vanish?
“When I come back from getting that gal back to her table, Claudia was gone. I looked around for her, went and asked Rita if shed said anything to her about having to take a break. I even checked the ladies room. Wasnt till I went back in the booth that I seen the glittery stuff.
“What glittery stuff?
“What we leave when we fade, Claude murmured. “Fairy dust.
Did they sweep it up and keep it? It would probably be tacky to ask.
“And next thing I knew, the second set was over and the club was closing, and I was checking backstage and everywhere for traces of Claudia, then I was here with Claude and Claudine.
He didnt seem too angry.
“Do you know anything about Claudias death?
“No. I wish I did. I know this is hard on Claude. His eyes were as fixed on Claude as Claudes were on him. “She separated us, but shes not in the picture anymore.
“I have to know, Claude said, through clenched teeth.
For the first time, I wondered what the twins would do if I couldnt discover the culprit. And that scary thought spurred my brain to greater activity.
“Claudine, I called. Claudine came in, with an apple in her hand. She was hungry, and she looked tired. I wasnt surprised. Presumably, shed worked all day, and here she was, staying up all night, and grieved, to boot.
“Can you wheel Rita in here? I asked. “Claude, can you go get Barry?
When everyone was assembled in the kitchen, I said, “Everything Ive seen and heard seems to indicate that Claudia vanished during the second show. After a seconds consideration, they all nodded. Barrys and Ritas mouths had been gagged again, and I thought that was a good thing.
“During the first show, I said, going slow to be sure I got it right, “Claudia took up the money. Claude was onstage. Barry was onstage. Even when he wasnt onstage, he didnt come up to the booth. Rita was in her office.
There were nods all around.
“During the interval between shows, the club cleared out.
“Yeah, Jeff said. “Barry came up to meet his clients, and I checked to make sure everyone else was gone.
“So you were away from the booth a little.
“Oh, well, yeah, I guess. I do it so often, I didnt even think of that.
“And also during the interval, Rita came up to get the money pouch from Claudia.
Rita nodded emphatically.
“So, at the end of the interval, Barrys clients have left. Barry nodded. “Claude, what about you?
“I went out to get some food during the interval, he said. “I cant eat a lot before I dance, but I had to eat something. I got back, and Barry was by himself and getting ready for the second show. I got ready, too.
“And I got back on the stool, Jeff said. “Claudia was back at the cash window. She was all ready, with the cash drawer and the stamp, and the pouch. She still wasnt speaking to me.
“But youre sure it was Claudia? I asked, out of the blue.
“Wasnt Claudine, if thats what you mean, he said. “Claudines as sweet as Claudia was sour, and they even sit different.
Claudine looked pleased and threw her apple core in the garbage can. She smiled at me, already forgiving me for asking questions about her.
The apple.
Claude, looking impatient, began to speak. I held up my hand. He stopped.
“Im going to ask Claudine to take your gags off, I said to Rita and Barry. “But I dont want you to talk unless I ask you a question, okay? They both nodded.
Claudine took the gags off, while Claude glared at me.
Thoughts were pounding through my head like a mental stampede.
“What did Rita do with the money pouch?
“After the first show? Jeff seemed puzzled. “Uh, I told you. She took it with her.
Alarm bells were going off mentally. Now I knew I was on the right track.
“You said that when you saw Claudia waiting to take the money for the second show, she had everything ready.
“Yeah. So? She had the hand stamp, she had the money drawer, and she had the pouch, Jeff said.
“Right. She had to have a second pouch for the second show. Rita had taken the first pouch. So when Rita came to get the first shows take, she had the second pouch in her hand, right?
Jeff tried to remember. “Uh, I guess so.
“What about it, Rita? I asked. “Did you bring the second pouch?
“No, she said. “There were two in the booth a
t the beginning of the evening. I just took the one shed used, then she had an empty one there for the take from the second show.
“Barry, did you see Rita walking to the booth?
The blond stripper thought frantically. I could feel every idea beating at the inside of my head.
“She had something in her hand, he said finally. “Im sure of it.
“No, Rita shrieked. “It was there already!
“Whats so important about the pouch, anyway? Jeff asked. “Its just a vinyl pouch with a zipper like banks give you. How could that hurt Claudia?
“What if the inside were rubbed with lemon juice?
Both the fairies flinched, horror on their faces.
“Would that kill Claudia? I asked them.
Claude said, “Oh, yes. She was especially susceptible. Even lemon scent would make her vomit. She had a terrible time on washday until we found out the fabric sheets were lemon scented. Claudine has to go to the store since so many things are scented with the foul smell.
Rita began screaming, a high-pitched car alarm shriek that just seemed to go on and on. “I swear I didnt do it! she said. “I didnt! I didnt! But her mind was saying, “Caught, caught, caught, caught.
“Yeah, you did it, I said.
The surviving brother and sister stood in front of the rolling chair. “Sign over the bar to us, Claude said.
“What?
“Sign over the club to us. Well even pay you a dollar for it.
“Why would I do that? You got no body! You cant go to the cops! What are you gonna say? Im a fairy, Im allergic to lemons. She laughed. “Whos gonna believe that?
Barry said weakly, “Fairies?
Jeff didnt say anything. He hadnt known the triplets were allergic to lemons. He didnt realize his lover was a fairy. I worry about the human race.
“Barry should go, I suggested.
Claude seemed to rouse himself. Hed been looking at Rita the way a cat eyes a canary. “Good-bye, Barry, he said politely, as he untied the stripper. “Ill see you at the club tomorrow night. Our turn to take up the money.
“Uh, right, Barry said, getting to his feet.
Claudines mouth had been moving all the while, and Barrys face went blank and relaxed. “See you later, nice party, he said genially.
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