With Kyle safely in bed and sleeping, Brax made a quick trip back to the office to let Judd know they had a signed contract from Mr. Werner, and to file the paperwork.
Since it was after five-thirty by that time, Brax told Judd he’d return calls from two existing clients first thing Monday morning.
“We had an inquiry about installing a security system from a Mr.—” Judd checked his notes “—Russell, Eliot Russell, on his new business. Do you want me to talk with him, since it looks like you’ll be busy most of the day Monday?”
“Did he ask for you or me by name?” Brax replied, hiding his dismay. Is the name just a coincidence? That was Russo’s last alias, before he came out here.
“No. He said he’d done a search online and we were one of several agencies he planned on checking out before ma
