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"I'm sure he'll be happy to help," I said finally. "With or without whiskey."
"Yeah, he's the kind to give so he can feel good," she said. This time she didn't sound bitter about it. She seemed accepting, albeit reluctant. He was her father and he'd never change, no matter what she thought about him.
A grin lit up her face. "He's going to feel really good about it when I'm done. I have a big sum in mind."
I smiled too. "That sounds great. I'll be sure to let the whole city know how generous he is."
"He'll only be satisfied if the whole country knows." Rubie grimaced.
"The donation is going to be that big? My eyes widened. "Are you sure he's not going to be angry over this?"
"Not in public he won't be," she said. "In private, I can handle him. Don't worry, I'll make sure this doesn't bite you or Bam on the ass."
"Good, because I don't want to get him fired," I said.
"You don't?" Rubie asked. "I would. You must be nicer than I am."
I didn't know how to answer that. Luckily a knock on the door meant I didn't have to.
"Saved by the bell." Rubie sat back and stretched out her legs so one of my cats could climb onto her lap.
"That depends who it is," I said. I eyed the door doubtfully, then rose to peer through the peephole.
Shit.
"Shit, it's Bam." I drew back and looked over my shoulder.
Rubie looked amused. "Speak of the devil."
"Right? His timing is scary." Coincidental, of course, unless my apartment was bugged. Or my phone. That was more likely. There were always people listening to those things.
"Are you going to answer it?" Rubie asked.
Bam knocked again.
"Oops." I unlocked the door and eased it open. "Hey, Bam. This is a surprise."
"Hey." He glanced past me. "Oh, is this a bad time? I shoulda called ahead."
"No, it's okay, I was just leaving." Rubie expertly scooped up Karma and placed her on the couch before she stood. "Nice idea, I'm in."
Bam grinned. For a moment I thought he was going to say something about a threesome. Then he closed his mouth so abruptly his teeth clicked.
Rubie patted him on the chest before she slid past and into the corridor. Apparently she caught the same vibe.
"Great," Bam said. "We'll talk later."
Rubie waved a hand over her shoulder and kept walking toward the elevators.
"Uh, come in." I stepped inside and left him to close the door behind him.
"Nice place," he said.
For a moment I thought he was joking. My apartment consisted of a small living room and kitchen, and one bedroom and bathroom. He probably had closets bigger than this.
Then I remembered he'd lived in a car. Kid-Bam would have been happy to live even somewhere this small. For me, it was all space the cats and I needed.
"Thanks. It's cosy," I said. "Please, take a seat."
