Chapter 4
Brett woke a few minutes before noon, wondering if Kylian would call as he’d promised.
Probably not. He’s got a killer to catch. Once that’s over, twenty-to-one he goes back to Denver, since that’s where he said his headquarters are. He might call to say goodbye, and maybe thank me for my help, but that’s it.
He got dressed, ate lunch, then went into his studio to resume work on a commissioned painting he was doing for a client—a portrait of her husband for his birthday.
Maybe I’ll forego going to the Quarter tonight. I’m not sure I’m in the mood for people, and right now I really don’t need the money.
He’d only been there the previous night because he’d wanted to take a break from painting and, as far as he was concerned, it didn’t hurt his bottom line to make a few extra d
