Chapter 3After leaving Wyn’s apartment, Christoph returned to his office, leaving his car in its usual spot in the lot he used. It was after midnight, the height of his day so to speak, giving him more than enough time to do some research on Paul Evans.
Sophia was at her desk when he entered. “You have three emails you might want to look at,” she told him. “Also, a Mister Robertson called to make an appointment. I told him you’d be available at seven this evening. He tried to make it earlier but I told him we didn’t open until then. He seemed a bit nonplused but accepted it. You really should put our hours in the online phonebooks, which I’ve told you more than once.”
Christoph shrugged. “You know how I feel about that.”
“Honesty above business. Got it.” She grinned. “How did things go
