Chapter 17"Sometimes luck is the key to an investigation," I said.
Dyami's massive head swung around. With my new Euzebian scent-sight he was an amber colored alien. His head left trails in the air. I missed his orange and black stripes. His head had looked like a grossly decorated Halloween decoration. He was prettier now but I liked the old look better.
"Luck? I don't understand."
Calanthe didn't either. We were standing in her apartment. She had just told us her news. A new starring role in a sensie. Evidently, someone had seen her work and had admired her other performances. She had a small wrinkle between her eyes. I couldn't actually see it, but I could smell her confusion, and I knew her well enough to know that she'd have a tiny cute wrinkle between her eyes when she didn't unde
