“A cheap bottle of vodka and a good book.”
That made him smile. “Then, you have nowhere to go but up.”
“That’s debatable,” she replied with a casual shrug.
He loved her snark. “I’ve got Jacoby hacking into the Easy Does It database. I spent the morning trying to figure out who would want me dead.”
“Long list, huh?” Her smarmy expression made him laugh.
“No list at all.”
“Then, it’s gotta be Uncle Charlie,” she said with conviction. “We’ll focus our attention on the truck rental. You want me to work with him?”
“He’s good.” Sin sat beside her. The knot between her eyebrows was deeper than usual. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing.”
“I can read you, Evan. Tell me.”
“All of a sudden, my sister wants Joey to manage her son’s adoption. Before he inserted himself into her life, she was excited to become a mom. Now she’s a wreck over it.” She blew out a huff. “I saw him at Henninger’s open house yesterday toting a couple of gun cases. He didn’t sign in and he used the shooting range.”
“And you don’t think he wants to protect his church?”
“I’m not buyinganyof his crap. None of it. I have got to track this guy down and get some answers.” She unlocked the computer and grunted. “The database search I ran on him turned up nothing. I can’t believe a snake like that doesn’t have a record.”
Knock-knock.
“Come in.”
Erica entered and shut the door behind her. “Your appointment is here.”
Sin returned to his desk and checked his schedule. “Send her in.”
“Booty call,” Erica murmured. “I’ll be back in ten.”
Before Erica opened the door, Sin said, “Make it seven. You know I hate wasting time.”
“Please come in,” Erica said.
The prospective client entered his office. Despite the low-cut dress that barely covered her ass, Sin’s attention never strayed from her face. This wasn’t his first rodeo. Sometimes, women went to extreme measures for his attention.
“Hello, Mr. Develin.” Her upper lip curled into a snarl when she spotted Evangeline working at the conference table.
“This is my partner, Ms. Worthington.” Evangeline nodded an acknowledgment to the woman before returning to her laptop.
After shaking her hand, Sin gestured for her to sit.
“Could I have a word alone?”
“Ms. Worthington stays.” He owed this woman no explanation.
The prospective client launched into why she needed Sin to “fix” her situation. Her husband, a popular congressman, was filing for divorce after accusing her of having an affair.
“Do you have an attorney?” Sin asked.
“I have an entire team of them.”
She’s already wasted four minutes of my time.“Then, why hire me?”
