"Jane, I swear I had no idea. Does that mean Linda Erickson was one of her girls too?"
She kept her back to me, clearly embarrassed to be remembering her sordid past.
"I'm sorry, Jane. I truly am."
"Mr. Rand?" I heard a voice call from behind.
I turned to see Herb Goldstein.
"What is it, Goldstein?"
"You know," he said, "it's a funny thing. I was worried about Abe so I called his house to see if he was okay. He said there's no one in the city building inspector's office by the name of Jack Rand."
Oh hell...
Neville Hunt 10 months ago
Oh dear. Can’t wait to find out how you’ll talk your way outa this, Jake!