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Icompleted another job application in the morning and hoped to get a speedy response. Despite the exceptional salary, I couldn’t deal with another week in file box prison.
Frank may have had a point after all.
“Miss Tanner, I have a new assignment for you,” Mr. Carter said, suddenly stepping into the room. “Something that needs to be handled as soon as possible.”
“Is it a court case?”
“Of course not.” He scoffed, tossing a menu for Whimstery Cafe in front of me. “I need you to go to this place and watch the Sonny Caps Condo building that’s right across the street. Take pictures of everyone who enters and leaves, and take notes on every delivery van you see.”
“So, you want me to do astakeout?”
“Sure,” he said. “That’s a great way to put it.”
“I have a law degree, Mr. Carter.”
“I know.I’m shocked.”
“Funny,” I said. “This stakeout thing is a joke, right?”
“I’ve never been much of a comedian, Miss Tanner,” he said, heading to the door, “And again, I’ll let you know when I’m open to questions.”
He walked awaywithout giving me anythingagain.
CRIME OF PASSION (N.)
A DEFENDANT'S EXCUSE FOR COMMITTING A CRIME DUE TO SUDDEN ANGER OR HEARTBREAK, IN ORDER TO ELIMINATE THE ELEMENT OF "PREMEDITATION"
DAMIEN
Ipulled out the blueprints for Sonny Caps Condos like I’d done hundreds of times before.Even though I knew the building like the back of my hand and could probably go head to head with an engineer about everything inside it, I was a stickler for double-checking everything.
As I was comparing the eighties version of the building to the one in the nineties, the sound of heels clacking against my floor made me look up.
Miss Tanner placed a to-go cup on my desk.
“What are you doing here?” I said. “I gave you an assignment.”
“I did that already.”
“Impossible. I told you to sit there and take notes.”
“I did.” She crossed her arms. “How long did you expect me to sit out there and watch the building?”
“At least twenty four hours.”
“I’ll pass.” She hissed. “I would like arealassignment, Mr. Carter, and I would like it now.”
“I gave you one,” I said, narrowing my eyes at her. “Get back to that cafe and watch the condo across the street.”
“Give me arealassignment.” She stepped closer. “Or else.”
I didn’t bother asking, “Or what?”
She had no leverage in this situation.
“I’m going to give you five seconds, Miss Tanner,” I said. “By the time I’m done counting down, you will have left my office and saved yourself from making a huge mistake early in your career.”
“My late grandfather was a judge,” she said. “He’d be appalled to know that I’m working with a lawyer like you.”
