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“Right. You would do that with any other client.”
I turned from Walt. Brad stood at the kitchen door. Tall and hunched the way tall people often are, he was in his mid-twenties. His face was boyish, with soft, delicate features and sandy-blond hair. Brad’s glance drifted my way, his gray eyes guarded and his mouth set in a sullen line. I wondered how much he’d heard of our conversation.
“Hi, Uncle Walt,” he said.
“Brad, my boy!” Brad managed a slight smile as Walt turned to greet him, setting his cup down to shake Brad’s hand and give him a one-armed embrace. “You remember Sam?”
Brad nodded. He looked about as enthused as he had at our initial meeting. “Hi,” he said.
“I should be going,” I said, delaying a moment to wash my mug.
A look of relief washed across Walt’s features. “Good luck with your visit. I assume you’ll be talking to your friend while you’re there?”
“Friend?” I drew a blank then recovered. “You mean their general counsel, Leonard Hirschbeck?” I snorted. “I know the man, but we’re hardly friends.”
I finished rinsing my mug and placed it on the drying rack. “Take it easy, Walt. Nice to see you again Brad.”
Brad grunted. I guess I’d left him speechless with awe.
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