She laughed, unafraid. "He owes me too. Your precious Blaze Rainbow is mad. He tried to kill me!"
"What? When?"
"Right after your little boat ride. He's nutty as a fewking loon, going on about Frank Pagliacci."
"You know Frank Pagliacci? What did he say about him?"
"He kept going on bout how he was a murderer."
I stared at her. "Frank Pagliacci IS a murderer."
Her nose and eyes reddened, disbelieving outrage crossing her face. "You're a liar!" She moved incredibly fast, swiping my knife down and aside, dodging away as it clattered to the ground. She threw a right hook at my face, but I twisted left. A grating slipping sound and a crash came from behind. When I turned, Zia lay on the sandy cobblestones, breathing heavily, the stack of wooden boxes by her head tumbling to the ground.
