“Eva Merill, get your ass down here now.”
Eva and Joey scrambled to her window and peered into the yard. Donovan Cardona was standing on the grass wielding a Blue Moon PD bullhorn.
Eva yelped and ducked.
“I can see you,” Donovan shouted, his voice echoing around the neighborhood.
“Jesus, is he going to arrest me?” Eva wondered out loud.
“I bet Cardona can get pretty creative with those handcuffs,” Joey said, looking down at him. “Here. Hand me that,” she said, pointing at Eva’s discarded bra from the night before.
“What are you going to do with it?” Eva asked crawling over to it.
Joey hung it out the window. “Eva surrenders. She’ll be down in a minute,” she yelled.
“Damn it! Now I have to talk to him!”
“Don’t whine to me. You could have been an adult about this and answered your damn phone. You’re just paying the price for being stupid.”
“Gimmie those books back,” Eva said, diving for the bag. “I’m changing the inscriptions!”
“No!” Joey pounced on her, flattening her to the mattress and moving the bag of books out of her reach.
“What’s going on up there?” Donovan called through the megaphone.
“Aunt Joey is on top of Aunt Eva on the bed,” Evan yelled.
“What?” Donovan squawked.
Eva lifted her head and saw Evan leaning out of an attic window with binoculars. “They look really mad right now,” Evan continued his commentary.
“Evan! Get down from there and put those binoculars away,” Gia’s voice sounded shrilly from the backyard.
Eva pushed Joey off her and stomped downstairs. “I thought it would besogreat having family nearby,” she muttered under her breath.
She unlocked the front door and steamed out onto the porch.
“What is going on?” she demanded.
Gia, Beckett, and Aurora were standing next to Donovan on the lawn. Emma and Niko were sitting on the back porch holding coffees seemingly enjoying the view.
“Invite the whole neighborhood, why don’t you?” she grumbled.
“There’s our grumpy little liar,” Donovan said into the bullhorn.
“If you don’t put that thing down, I’m going to hit you with it,” Eva threatened.
“That’s assaulting an officer, Aunt Eva. You probably shouldn’t do that,” Evan yelled from the attic window.
“You should listen to the kid,” Donovan announced to the entire neighborhood.
Eva stomped over to him and yanked the microphone out of his hand. “Did Uranus suddenly climb up your anus?” she demanded into the mic. “Because you’re acting like someone you should arrest.”
Emma and Niko applauded while Evan snort laughed and Beckett covered Aurora’s ears.
“Okay. We probably don’t need this anymore,” Donovan decided, putting the megaphone down.
“Great. Maybe I can go back to sleep.” She made a move for the door, but he stopped her with a big hand on her shoulder.