The stupidest angel: a heartwarming tale of Christmas terror

There's a storm coming in, you know? Roberto and I drove by there this afternoon just to make sure. I guess I can always show the agents tomorrow." Tucker Case put down his coffee, leaned on his elbows, and turned his head sideways like he was a cute kid in a cereal commercial who was reaching sugar nirvana.

    "You're a very unlikable man, Mr. Case."

    "Oh my God, you should have seen me before I had my epiphany. I used to really be an asshole. I'm actually very charming now. By the way, I saw your wife working out in the yard at your house – very nice. The whole sword thing is a little scary, but otherwise, very nice."

    Theo got to his feet, feeling a little dizzy even as he stood, like he'd been hit with a sock full of sand. "I'd better be going."

    Tucker Case put his hand on Theo's shoulder as he walked him to the door. "You probably don't believe this, Theo, but at another time, I'm sure we'd be friends. And you have to understand, I really, really want things to work out with Lena. It was like we met just at the precise moment, the exact second, that I got over my divorce and was ready to love again. And it's so nice to have someone to bone under the Christmas tree, don't you think? She's a great woman."

    "I like Lena," Theo said. "But you are a psychopath."

    "You think?" Tuck said. "I've really been trying to be more helpful."
    Chapter 10 – LOVE, KICKED TO
    THE CURB
    "You did what?" Lena said, then adding, "And take that bat off your head, it's unnerving to have a hat looking at you like that."
    "Like what?" Tuck said.

    "Don't change the subject. You blackmailed Theo Crowe?" She was pacing her kitchen. Tuck sat at the counter, wearing a gold oxford-cloth shirt that complemented the bat on his head while accentuating the sea blue of his eyes. The bat, for once, wasn't wearing sunglasses.

    "Not really. It was only sort of implied. He'd figured out that I'd been in your ex-husband's truck. He knew. Now he'll just forget it."

    "He may not. He may have some integrity, unlike some people."

    "Hey, hey, hey. Let's not point the finger here, my ex is still living well in the Caymans on money that I rightfully stole from an organ-smuggling doctor, while yours, need I remind you – "

    "Dale's death was an accident. Everything since then, all this craziness, has been your doing. You come into my life at the worst possible moment, like you had a plan all along, and things have gone more and more out of control. Now you're blackmailing my friends. Tucker, are you insane?"

    "Sure."

    "Sure? Just like that? Sure, you're insane?"

    "Sure, everyone is. If you think anyone is sane you just don't know enough about them. The key – and this is very relevant in our case – is to find someone whose insanity dovetails with your own. Like us." He flashed what Lena thought was supposed to be a charming grin, which was somewhat defused by his trying to untangle one of Roberto's wing claws from his hair.

    Lena turned from him and leaned against the counter in front of the dishwasher, hoping to steel herself for what she had to do. Unfortunately Tuck had just run a load of dishes and the steam from the vent in front was streaming through her thin skirt and making her feel inappropriately moist for righteous indignation. She spun around with resolve and allowed the dishwasher to steam her backside as she made her pronouncement.

    "Look, Tucker, you are a very attractive man…" She took a deep breath on the pause.

    "No way. You're breaking up with me?"

    "And I do like you, despite the situation – "

    "Oh, right, you don't want to have anything to do with an attractive guy who you like, heaven forbid – "

    "Would you shut up!"

    The bat barked at her tone.

    "You, too, fur face! Look, in another time and place, maybe. But you're too – I'm too – you just accept things too easily. I need – "

    "Your anxiety?"

    "Would you please let me finish?"

    "Sure, go ahead." He nodded. The bat, now on his shoulder, nodded as well. Lena had to look away.

    "And your bat is freaking me out."

    "Yeah, well, you should have been around when he used to talk."

    "Out! Tucker! I need you out of my life. I have too much to deal with – you are too much to deal with."

    "But the sex, it was great, it was – "

    "I understand if you want to go to the authorities – I may even go myself – but this just isn't right."

    Tucker Case hung his head. Roberto the fruit bat hung his head. Tucker Case looked at the fruit bat, who, in