CHAPTER 36
"I don't like your chances," I said, after I'd stopped laughing. "Not with a basket of fruit in one hand and a basket of puppies in the other."
"I do have one secret weapon," Bob said, a devilish glint in his eyes. "I'll just say I'm a friend of Jamie Quinn's, that should get me in. Thanks for your help, it was really great to meet you!"
"You can't do that!" I yelled as he headed towards the front door. "He'll know you're lying," I bluffed.
Bob waved and smiled and kept on walking, so I let him go. Assuming he made it past Glenda, he wouldn't get anywhere with Herb, who could sense B.S. a mile away. Besides, he still didn't know what Herb looked like.
As I drove to my office, I thought about the enigma that was Herb. If he was such a genius inventor, why did he live at La V
