“You keep on studying it and let us know when you learn something, will you?” suggested Sim.
“’Deed I will, and I’ll have some news soon, sure. In the meantime don’t forget. Look before you leap,” the chief said, smiling.
“Yes,” Sim said as the car pulled away, “that’s good advice, and ‘he who hesitates is lost’ is good, too.”
Reilly looked after them with a puzzled expression on his face. Was that little snip making fun of him? Then he shrugged and crawled back under the car he was trying to fix.
“Sim, you cheerful idiot, were you trying to make him mad?” Terry asked as they drove home.
“No, but he annoyed me so I couldn’t help it. I don’t believe he’ll be a bit of good. I know more about mysteries than he does.”
“But it wouldn’t do to antagonize him. After all, he’s the strong arm of the law down here,” Arden reminded her.
“Not such a very strong arm, in my opinion,” Sim answered, and she slipped deeper down in the car seat.
“Oh, well, don’t let’s argue,” Terry soothed. “We’ve got too much to think about now.”
Sim was instantly alert again. “I remember distinctly seeing that pin in Dimitri’s tie the day he showed us the snuffbox. Melissa knows more than we think,” she said.