Stork Raving Mad: A Meg Langslow Mystery (A Meg Lanslow Mystery)

as he helped me to my feet. “We have a rendezvous with an obstetrician.”
    “Meg, can I have the gun now?” Horace asked.
    “Okay, Dr. Blanco,” the chief said. “You’re under arrest. Sammy, read him his rights.”
    “You have the right to remain silent,” Sammy began.
    “I’ll give my statement later,” I said as Michael opened the door.
    “Hey,” Randall called. “You still haven’t told us what you’re having. Boys, girls, or a mixed set?”
    “Wait and see,” Michael and I said in unison.