CHAPTER 21
BLACK SAT BACK in his seat, watching me through soft eyes, relaxed but alert.
Mine kept trying to close.
“So,” he started. “Last night was interesting, wasn’t it?”
“I guess you could call it that.”
“I think you have a rather unique skill set.”
“And…?”
“Earlier this year, I started a company with a friend of mine, providing security and investigation services. We’ve encountered certain situations where having a female on the team would have been extremely useful, and we’ve spent months looking for the right woman without any success. But yesterday evening, I found her.”
“Where?” Was I missing something?
“You, you idiot.”
Oh, yes, the wine. I remembered now.
“Well, I think you’ve made a mistake. I don’t know the first thing about investigating or securig…securitat…secur
