The next morning Felicity woke to the sound of Ash asking Tommy if he'd seen anything worth putting on the wall. She had Victor's arm around her middle, Voss's foot under her knee and a perfectly good reason to stay under the blankets until one of them went out and killed that bloody jaguar.
"I saw two wet towels and the flap of a blanket," Tommy told him. "If those go on the wall, I'll have something to say about it. I've got a reputation to think of."
"You were the one who ran the bath," Pope said. "There's an honored place for the fellow who was there in person and survived to tell the tale."
"Could my honored place be beside the pot, before somebody eats the last egg?" Tommy asked. "I had a rough day yesterday. For a couple of seconds there I thought I'd seen the boss's ass."
