Killer Pancake by Diane Mott Davidson Page A

singsong voice. "Where's Julian?"
    "Busy. Dusty, do you know Frances Markasian? Frances works in Aspen Meadow, at the Journal. Frances is a friend of mine," I said. I did not add sort of a friend. Not a friend I would ever call when I had to confide something. They nodded at each other.
    "You work for Mignon, Dusty?" Frances asked in such an innocent voice that it was clear to me she already knew precisely what Dusty's job was.
    "Don't say anything," I warned Dusty as I covered up the food trays. "Frances' thinks she's the premier investigative reporter in our little burg."
    The shorn quality of Dusty's Dreamsicle-colored hair made her look younger than eighteen. In fact, I always thought she resembled a plump Peter Pan. "Wow! I mean, you don't look like a reporter. You must be successful. I saw that St. John's suit in
    Lord & Taylor. It looks great on you. I
    Really! Great." I Frances shot me a spiteful look and announced she wanted a couple of brownies. Dusty said yes please, she wouldn't mind a couple herself. I doled the baked goods out, then asked if they could help me get my equipment into the boxes. Thankfully, the nightclub staff was responsible for cleaning the tables and washing the dishes. The cosmetics crowd thinned out. When they'd swiftly polished off their brownies, Frances, in her usual trying-unsuccessfulIy-to-be-delicate manner, pumped Dusty for information about Mignon's animal-testing practices as they helped me pack. Dusty shrugged. Frances reflected, frowning, as she rinsed and wrapped the steamer. Then she cleared her throat and asked how security was at Prince &
    Grogan. Dusty folded up the last box, said she didn't know much about security, and moved off.
    Frances, disappointed, hoisted up a box and tottered on the sling-back shoes. "Did that girl flunk verbal skills, or what? Do saleswomen talk just about what they sell?" Now it was my turn to feign ignorance. She went on: "I really shouldn't help you,
    Goldy, but I need a cigarette. The anti- smoking cops in this mall will throw me in handcuffs if I light up anywhere but in the garage. You blew my cover. I can't walk in these damn heels. And I'm going to wreck this frigging expensive dress if I carry this box anywhere. A couple of your brownies aren't worth the aggravation - "
    "Sorry about that, Frances," I interrupted. "You are such a dear. Not only that, but you're the only person I know who uses the phrase 'blew my cover.' And anyway, I'll bet you got the paper to pay for your outfit and your lunch. What did you tell the
    Mignon cosmetics people, that you were from Cosmopolitan?"
    "Vogue."
    "Fabulous."
    We lifted our boxes and walked out to the garage. The temperature had risen. Heat seemed to shimmer above the pavement. Three hours had passed since the accident, and everything appeared back to normal. There was no sign of either the demonstrators or the police. In another attempt at nonchalance, Frances glanced furtively in all directions. If she thought I was going to tell her anything about the day's tragic events, she was very mistaken.
    "How's married life treating you?" she asked mildly after she'd pushed her box into my van. I noticed someone had inexpertly applied bright red polish to her stubby. much-gnawed fingernails. Part of her cover, no doubt.
    "Just great," I told her. Frances nodded without interest and unceremoniously unzipped her dress from the collar to the chest and pulled a squashed pack of cigarettes out of her bra. She leaned against the van, lit up, and inhaled greedily, then grinned at me as she blew out smoke rings. I asked, "So how do you cover demonstrators outside a building from inside, when you're at a banquet? And why were you asking about security? The security guys were all out here."
    "Oh, they were, were they?"
    "Frances, don't jive me."
    "And you, Goldy, are the only one I know who'd use the phrase 'don't jive me.' " She drew lavishly on the cigarette. "That department store has a lot of problems," she said