She stepped away and considered the couch. "First we have to get this house in order. Would you please move the couch again?" I stared at the couch. I had moved it maybe eight hundred times in the last two days. "Which wall?" She chewed at her thumb, thinking. "Over there." "That's where it was two moves ago." It was a big couch. It probably weighed three thousand pounds. "Yes, but that was when the entertainment center was by the fireplace. Now that we've put the entertainment center by the entry, the look will be completely different." "We?" "Yes. We." I bent into the couch and dragged it to the opposite wall. Four thousand pounds. I was squaring the couch when the phone rang. Lucy spoke for a minute, then held out the phone. "Joe." Joe Pike and I are partners in the detective agency that bears my name. He could have his name on it if he wanted, but he doesn't. He's like that. I took the phone. "Hernias R Us." Lucy rolled her eyes and turned away, already contemplating new sofa arrangements.
( Robert Crais )
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