Chapter Nine
Being as I had to get up early in the morning, I went easy on the booze that night. Three double bourbons, chased with a big glass of water. I woke at three AM with a full bladder. My liver had burned up all the alcohol by then, so I had a hell of a time getting back to sleep. Slept fitfully until sun up.
Miss Wanda was already at the church when I arrived at seven, my belly full of eggs and hash browns and black coffee from the Waffle House around the corner from the office. She had her electric smile turned up to three hundred watts, and she was charging around the place like she'd just used an energy drink to wash down a handful of uppers. I will never understand morning people.
Emilio had been true to his word to Miss Wanda. Sometime the previous night he had dropped of
