He picked her up and patted her stomach, and got a lap on the nose, before he put her down.
“Drink?” Sunny said.
“Sure.”
They sat in her window bay with their drinks.
“Here’s what’s going on with Jenn,” Jesse said. As Jesse talked, Rosie came over and stared up at Sunny and yapped. Still focused on Jesse’s recital, Sunny shifted a
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little in the chair to make room, and Rosie jumped up and wiggled around until she was comfortable.
When Jesse finished, Sunny shook her head.
“Poor thing,” she said.
Jesse nodded.
“She seeing a shrink these days?” Sunny said.
“She has,” Jesse said. “I don’t know if she is seeing one now.”
“She should,” Sunny said. “I know someone.”
“Not everybody can do it,” Jesse said.
“She should be able to,” Sunny said. “Maybe I’ll talk to her about it.”
Jesse shrugged.
“What would you like me to do?” Sunny said.
“I have to go to New York,” Jesse said. “If you could keep her together until I get back.”
“Would you like me, or Spike, to deal with Lloyd?”
Sunny said.
“No,” Jesse said. “I’ll do that when I can. Just keep him away from her.”
Sunny got Jesse another scotch, and poured herself more white wine.
“You think Lloyd is dangerous?” Sunny said.
“I doubt it. Usually stalking is all stalkers do.”
“Except when they do more,” Sunny said.
“Except then,” Jesse said.
“We’ll be there,” Sunny said.
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“Thank you.”
“How’s the double murder going?”
“It’s starting to move, I think.”
“That why you’re going to New York?”
