The Consultation
The “gentleman” wasn’t a gentleman in the strictest sense of the word, but rather Assistant District Attorney Thrace Pike. As Mr. Pike owned no land, and worked for his living, Tony would have called him a tradesman like his grandfather.
But even still, the man did look like a gentleman should: top hat, fine suit, new shoes, even a fine leather briefcase. “I’ll have to say, Mr. Pike, that your position in life seems to have changed for the better.”
A bit too much for the better. I wondered where he was getting all this money.
He smiled, his eyes never leaving mine. “It’s a pleasure to see you.”
“Would you care to join me for tea?” It was a bit early for tea-time, but I felt sure Mary wouldn’t have trouble setting something up for us.
He didn’t seem to be disturbed in
