"Damn it kid, it's in our other hand!"
I glared at Tom over our combined shoulder. "Must you ruin everything?"
The kid, Sammy, a young black boy of about six, giggled.
"Great, now we're a comedy magician duo." Tom said through clenched teeth. "Watch out Amazing Jonathan!"
Sammie lost interest in us when his mother came back in, carrying a platter containing cookies and three glasses of lemonade. "I'm sorry, uh, detectives, I wasn't sure if you used one glass or two.
I laughed, spitting out the sip of lemonade I had just taken. "I'm sorry. If only more people were as considerate as you. Anyways," I began my question as she took a seat in the recliner across from us, "It was you who discovered the first shrunken head?"