"Who?"
"The man who shot me," he said. "Five times."
The furious sounds of my kids erupting into an argument suddenly came through my closed office door. In particular, Anthony's high-pitched shriek. Sigh. The storm broke.
I gave Kingsley an embarrassed smile. "Could you please hold on?"
"Duty calls," he said, smiling. Nice smile.
I marched through my single story home and into the small bedroom my children shared. Anthony was on top of Tammy. Tammy was holding the remote control away from her body with one hand and fending off her little brother with the other. I came in just in time to witness him sinking his teeth into her hand. She yelped and bopped him over the ear with the remote control. He had just gathered himself to make a full-scale leap onto her back, when I stepped into the room and grabbed each by their collar and separated them. I felt as if I had separated two ravenous wolverines. Anthony's fingers clawed for his sister's throat. I wondered if they realized they were both hovering a few inches off the floor. When they had both calmed down, I set them down on their feet. Their collars were ruined.
"Anthony, we do not bite in this household. Tammy, give me the remote control."
"But Mom," said Anthony, in that shriekingly high-pitched voice that he used to irritate me. "I was watching 'Pokemon' and she turned the channel."
"We each get one half hour after school," Tammy said smugly. "And you were well into my half hour."
"But you were on the phone talking to Richaaard."
"Tammy, give your brother the remote control. He gets to finish his TV show. You lost your dibs by talking to Richaaard." They both laughed. "I have a client in my office. If I hear any more loud voices, you will both be auctioned off on eBay. I could use the extra money."
I left them and headed back to the office. Kingsley was perusing my bookshelves. He looked at me before I had a chance to say anything and raised his eyebrows.
"You have an interest in the occult," he said, fingering a hardback book. "In particular, vampirism."
"Yeah, well, we all need a hobby," I said.
"An interesting hobby, that," he said.