Chapter Twenty
Red and Perkins were there in minutes. They must have felt like they were on stage since the entire neighborhood was out on their lawns staring at Myrtle’s house.
“I’ll take that, Mama,” said Red eyeing the gun Myrtle still clutched in her hand.
He and Perkins arrested Bianca. The deputy ushered her into the back of the police car as the neighborhood gaped at the scene.
Red walked back in briefly to tell everyone to leave the living room and go into the kitchen for a few minutes. He had to yell over the sound of the siren, which was still going off.
“Was this the toy you were trying to saddle me with?” he barked at Myrtle.
Myrtle said with a shrug, “The siren was broken until I hit Bianca with the ambulance.”
“This toy stays at your house,” said Red. Then he loudly s
