I took Tiki to my apartment and set him on the kitchen counter next to Rex. I gave Rex fresh water and hamster food, added a chunk of carrot, and told him I loved him just in case he was feeling neglected.
I took a shower, dressed in clean clothes, and headed out with Tiki. Lula was already at the bonds office when I arrived.
“What happened to your arm?” she asked.
“Freak accident. Nothing serious.”
“You look annoyed,” Lula said. “Is Tiki getting you into trouble?”
“No. Tiki’s fine. It’s Cubbin. The disappearing thing is gnawing at me. It’s not like he was walking in the woods and disappeared. The guy was in a hospital. There were video cameras. There was limited access. Two nurses were on duty.”
“How about if one of the nurses sneaked him out,” Lula said.
“I wouldn’t be surprised. I talked to Norma Kruger, and she didn’t give me a warm fuzzy feeling. Problem is, even if Kruger helped him, it doesn’t explain how Cubbin got off the surgical floor, or why he wasn’t picked up on camera. Briggs and the police looked at the tapes.”
“Kruger could be a magician, and she could have given Cubbin the Cloak of Invisibility,” Lula said. “Harry Potter had one of those. I saw it in the movies.”
“That would be a long shot,” I said to Lula.
“Even so, we could go snoop on her,” Lula said.
Connie looked up from her computer. “And you should try Dottie Luchek again. It’s not a high bond but it would be good to clear it.” Her attention shifted to the front window. “It’s Logan again, trying to get into your Buick.”
Connie grabbed a shotgun from the cabinet behind her. Lula whipped out her Glock. And we all ran to the door. Logan turned, went wide-eyed, and took off.
Lula shoved her Glock into the waistband of her spandex skirt. “What we should do is set Tiki out on the sidewalk and give Stephanie a big butterfly net.”
I couldn’t get excited about the butterfly net, but setting a trap for Logan wasn’t a bad idea. I’d think about it after I got Cubbin out of my head.
“I’m going to do a drive-by on Nurse Norma,” I said to Lula.
“I’m with you,” Lula said. “I bet I could tell from looking at her if she had the Cloak of Invisibility.”
I unlocked the Buick and got behind the wheel. “If we get to talk to her, let’s dial back on the Cloak of Invisibility. It’s a little out there.”
“Gotcha. You won’t hear anything about it from me. My lips are sealed. I’m locking them shut and throwing away the key.”
“Good.”
“No way will I say anything about the Cloak of Invisibility. Even if she brings it up I’m not joining in the conversation.”
“Good.”
“You’re gonna have to tell me if you want me to say something, ’cause otherwise I’m not saying nothing.”
I did a U-turn when there was a break in the traffic. “When are you going to start saying nothing?”
“When we get to her door. I’m saving myself for then.”
I turned left at Olden and cut across town. I drove into Kruger’s condo complex and crept past her address. The Jag was in the assigned spot. Curtains were drawn.
“We gonna knock on her door?” Lula asked.
“I don’t think so. She looks shut down. She works the night shift so she’s probably sleeping.”
“We should come by at night when she’s working and see if she’s all locked up. You know, just check on everything for her so she don’t get robbed.”
“It would be our civic duty.”