Enver took care of the complaints in his shop while I went to a friend who owns a detective agency. And to be honest, I am not sure if I can convince that one to help me since I know that he is also mad at me.
“Ahm, Miss…” I called the receptionist as soon as I reached the floor where my friend’s office was.
She looked at me and smiled. “Hi, ma’am. How may I help you?”
“Ahm…” I cleared my throat. “I don’t have an appointment but I was wondering if I may speak with Mister Lainz. Just tell him my name.” I put my business card in front of her and she immediately took it.
“He doesn’t have anything to do as of this moment but I am not sure if he will entertain you,” she said. “He told me earlier not to disturb him. But I will try.” She took the phone and called the office. And after some ti
