Chapter 9
Francine looked up, anger clear in her eyes, as Lee opened the door to the suite and sailed in. "So, Scarecrow," she scowled, "enjoy your little 'afternoon delight?'"
Lee glanced over to where she sat on the sofa. "Huh?" he asked, the wide smile on his face beginning to fade.
She spat out, "Don't play the innocent with me. I saw you going to that woman's room earlier. Lee. . ."
Lee interrupted her rant with a plea, "Can it, will ya, Francine? I'll have you know that I just solved the case. I've found Opitz." He felt slightly guilty as he said it, but knew Amanda understood she couldn't get the credit.
Francine's mouth fell open. "How? And don't you dare give me any of that 'Great Scarecrow' garbage either."
"Let's not worry about how I did it, OK, Francine? Let's concentrate on figuring out how to use this information to get Opitz into custody."
Francine didn't like giving up easily, but finally conceded and replied, "All right, Lee, any ideas?"
Lee grinned. "Yeah, as a matter of fact I've come up with what I think is a fool proof plan. Plus, it will make very good use of some of your skills." With that, he winked at her.
Francine looked up and blinked. "Uh, Lee, you're worrying me. What kind of skills are we talking about?"
"Remember that wonderful undercover work you did for working for Private Party?"
Francine put her hands up as if to push him away. "NO, NO, NO! Lee, I will not be a maid, so you'd better have a back up plan."
"Hey, better you than me. You'll look better in the uniform, anyway."
"Lee. . ."
"Come on, Francine. It will be the easiest way to get a bug in Opitz's room. All you need to do is go in with a housekeeping cart, plant a few bugs, and you're out. We'll set up a listening post nearby and when the meet is on, we'll get them."
Francine sighed before agreeing. "OK, Lee, I'll do it. It's not like I haven't done worse."
Lee rubbed his hands together. "Great. The sooner we get started, the better."