The group of kids and adults clapped harder. Logan knew why Daphne had said he didnt speak. If their intruder stayed at the edge of the partyand he showed no indication of leavingthe guy might well recognize Logans voice. Logans estimation of Daphne Malones ability to think on her feet went up several degrees.
But he thought it was too bad her magic tricks were so pathetic. Bumping her aside, Logan grabbed the coin and deck of cards out of her hands. As a boy, hed spent hours with a box of magic tricks hed received for Christmas one year. This was an arena where he felt confident he could hold the kids interest.
Daphne crossed her arms and tapped one oversize foot, appearing outwardly annoyed at her partner. Truthfully, she was annoyed. What did he think he was doing, horning in on her gig.
Again, everyone present assumed it was part of the act. And Daphne had to admit, albeit grudgingly, that Logan Grant was a whiz at magic. He held the kids enthralled for a good fifteen minutes. Five minutes, tops, was all shed ever managed. But then again, this clown business was a sideline for her. Her real talent lay in makeup.
At the first sign that the kids were growing bored with Logans sleight of hand, she clapped sharply and offered a new diversion.
Time for face painting. Who wants their faces done?
The kids jumped up and crowded around her. Me first, me first, all ten shouted as they danced up and down.
Whoa! The birthday girl is always first. Ill give Natalie a list of faces I came prepared to paint. Shell choose for everyone. Itll be a grand secret until each of you finally gets to look in the mirror. Daphne flipped open a canvas camp stool hauled from the depths of the voluminous beach bag. Next, she produced a tray filled with small jars of paint.
Logan saw that their watcher had left the tree and appeared to be searching the back half of the vacant lot. Logan judged he could safely leave in ten minutes or so. Except that the kids not being painted started milling about. Those with moms on hand whined. The boys roughhoused, and April suddenly wore a panicked expression. She didnt know they were being watched or she wouldve been downright terrified.
Logan thought he owed it to his sister, to his niece and to Daphne to stay and help out a little longer.
He whistled to regain the childrens attention. Elaborately, he pantomimed that they should again gather around. He began slowly pulling out a row of scarves hed discovered hidden in the false sleeve of his costume. He tied them together and made the lot disappear.
Even Daphne gave him a rolling Ooooh, followed by applause. Emboldened, Logan marched up to his sister. He made a big show of patting Aprils burgeoning belly. He pretended to listen to her baby with a fat clown ear, and made cradling motions with his arms. Then, big as you please, Logan leaned down and shot April in the face with the water-filled flower.
She sputtered, wiped her cheeks, and to everyones glee she swung at his arm.
Daphne tried to keep a straight face, but she had to smother a laugh. Through talking to Natalie, shed learned that most of the children at the party had attended fairs where theyd had butterflies or lightning bolts painted on their cheeks. No one was prepared for the display Daphne had planned. Natalie had agreed that Daphne would turn each child into a specific animal. Daphne was relieved the girl had liked her idea. Especially since animal props were the only ones shed brought, and she figured the kids would enjoy taking them home.
First, she covered Nats face with white paint, then added pink blush to her cheeks. Using a brush, she framed the little girls face in black, and added a black nose, jet-black arched eyebrows and whiskers. She painted on big ruby-red lips. Rummaging in her bag, she hauled out two red-and-white polka-dot bows. One was attached to round black ears, which she affixed to the back of Nats head. The second bow she pinned at the girls throat. Voilà, meet our pretty house mouse, she announced, presenting the birthday girl to her family and friends. They both curtsied, Nat gracefully, Daphne a bit more awkward given the size of her false feet.
As the children exclaimed over how great Natalie looked, Daphne started on the next child. Whiskers the Cat was followed by a mop-haired boy as El Perro the Dog. He sported a black ring around his left eye when Daphne put on the finishing touch.
Logan was most impressed by the zebra makeup. The boy wore a black-and-white striped T-shirt that made the costume more realistic. The band with pointy ears that Daphne clipped around his head enhanced the total effect of his black-and-white face paint. The kids liked the Bengal tiger best, though.
Hey, youre really good, Logan muttered when he thought the kids wouldnt be able to hear him talk normally.
Daphne merely smiled in response, but Logan could tell she was pleased. Did she get so few compliments then? He took a minute to really watch her sure and steady strokes.
A boy with a pronounced lisp became another dog. Daphne quickly cut big paws out of a discarded grocery sack shed asked Natalie to hand her. Dog-boy ended up with floppy, grocery-bag ears, too.
A two-toothed rabbit caused everyone to laugh uproariously. The girl wasnt shy. She hammed it up, which only increased Daphnes popularity.
Logan watched the moms ooh and aah among themselves. He had little doubt that his partner had just scored more parties for herself. Strangely, he felt a stab of pride at Daphnes accomplishments. It was similar to the way hed feel about another agents success.
She finished the final kid, transforming a cherubic girl with naturally apple-red cheeks and a mop of wildly curling black hair rather like Daphnes own, into a hissing, snarling wildcat. Then she screwed a lid on the paint jar and casually nudged Logan. Dont look now, but our watchdogs back.
At first Logan thought Daphne was referring to one of the kid animals. But with an elaborate roll of her eyes, she turned his attention to the wooded lot.
Sure enough, the worst of Holts henchmen stood at the edge of Aprils grass, boldly observing the proceedings.
Listen up, kids. Buzzy is going to help Mrs. Ross bring out Natalies cake. While theyre gone, I want everyone to practice helping her blow out the candles. Ill dish up ice cream to go with the cake in a minute. OhI see an interested neighbor. Maybe he has a child hed like to book a party for. Ill go tell him how to contact us.
Was she nuts? Logan couldnt believe his eyes. Daphne marched straight up to Billys right-hand man, a cold-blooded killer if ever there was one. Logan recognized the man nicknamed Razor for the way he carved up his enemies. Jeez. Did Daphne Malone have a death wish? Logan tried to pull loose from April, but his sister had his clown suit in a grip that he feared would tear the material if he resisted too strenuously. Twisting his head to keep an eye on Daphne didnt work, either. April opened the kitchen door and shoved him inside, totally cutting off his view.
AFTER YEARS OF LIVING with an excess of authoritative older brothers, Daphne had learned that the best way to divert a problem was to face it head-on. Even though her knees knocked inside her baggy polka-dot clown suit, she walked right up to a man she knew to be on the wrong side of the law. Hi, Im Bozo the Clown, she said. My partner, Buzzy, and I perform at childrens parties all over the valley. I couldnt help noticing the interest youve shown in our act. Unfortunately, I dont have a business card with me. She made a show of holding out her costume so the man could see she had no pockets. I can give you a phone number, though, if you have a child with a birthday coming up.