"Mystiffio."
"Mystiffio!"
I nodded slowly. "It's a tough break, kid, but the sooner you forget her the better." I had already decided I'd get rid of her. She wouldn't be hard to replace. Horatio was my gold mine and I didn't want anyone to do a scorched-earth job on him.
"But she never told me," he muttered.
"Naturally," I said. "She'll probably even deny she's married to him now, but don't let that fool you."
"No, sir," Horatio said. "She won't make a sucker out of me." His anger must have subconsciously affected his visibility mechanism for he was visible and his lean jaw was hard, but there was a hurt look in his clear blue eyes.
"That's the boy," I said. "Just remember who your friends are and you won't go wrong."
"I won't, Mr. Flannigan," he promised solemnly.
