Safe Harbor - 16

"He’s a priest?" one of the girls whispered as Father Kurt came into the room a few minutes later. "Damn, he’s too gorgeous. What a waste."

Kurt overheard her and shook his head in amusement as he asked their names. When the introductions were complete he sat down across from the girls, who were seated together on one of the sofas.

"I suppose the main question is can you describe the two men." He had paper and a pen, ready to take notes.

"One of them was tall." Cry looked at Bobby then nodded. "Even taller than Prizm, but not as skinny."

"The other guy was shorter and had blonde hair and was," Jo-Jo paused as if picturing the man. "Sorta plump. He had a gut."

Kurt wrote down what they’d said. "What about their faces? Eyes, noses…"

"They had them." Bets smirked then sobered. "Sorry, I know this isn’t funny. The tall guy had black hair and looked like he needed a shave. His mouth was small and his nose sorta skinny."

This was when Kurt wished he could draw even a lick so he could come up with something they’d say yea or nay to.

Jo-Jo must have read something in his expression. "If you want," she said tentatively, holding out her hand. "I’m not great but I can draw."

Kurt quickly handed her the pad, keeping his notes. She looked at him and he realized she’d need a pencil, too, which he got from the desk in the corner of the room. "All right, keep on describing them. I’ll write it down while she does a sketch."

Cry nodded. "The shorter guy had a mustache and, uh, rough eyebrows."

"Bushy?"

"Yeah. His eyes were blue, sorta washed out."

"And the other dude’s eyes were brown," Bets added. "And evil."

"Evil how?"

"Small and squinty." She looked over at Jo-Jo’s sketch. "Yeah, like that but…beady?"

Jo-Jo shook her head. "Not sure I can do that right."

"Sure you can." Bobby leaned over the back of the sofa to look as well. "Smaller and thinner?" he asked Bets.

"Yeah." She watched as Jo-Jo made a change. "That’s it!"