Chapter 7“David Elliott? Or do you prefer Saxton Lowe?”
Sax turned from watching the baggage carrousel to see who was asking. A woman in a business suit looked between her phone and him. She returned it to her purse and nodded when he replied, “Either-or, although at the moment I’m Elliott Davidson. Are you our driver?”
“You could say that since I decided to pick you up myself. I’m Kay Hudson.” She held out her hand. “Welcome to Denver.”
“Kay, as in a name or an initial?”
“My name.” She laughed. “I presume you were expecting me to be a man because of the business card I sent Williams. Sorry to disappoint.”
“You didn’t. I knew you were female,” Sax replied. “I’d like to see your ID, however.”
“I’d hope so.” She took out her wallet, flipping it open so he could see her badge and photo
