Chapter 4Rory drove into the parking garage at Lou’s apartment building at eight forty-five the next morning then called to let him know he’d arrived. A few minutes later, Lou appeared, carrying two suitcases. He was wearing a suit and tie, his leather coat thrown over his shoulders. His hair was styled differently, the scruff of a beard was gone, and he was sporting dark-rimmed glasses.
“You look like the epitome of a well-dressed businessman,” Rory commented. “I’m impressed.” Which he was. This was a side of Lou he hadn’t seen before. The suit and glasses gave Lou a whole new persona—one of power barely contained behind a façade of civility, rather than the kind of authority that came from being a police officer.
“That I clean up well?” Lou smirked, setting his bags down beside the tru
