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He leaned forward towards the computer on his desk. “Whatever you say, Lou. What’s her name?”
“Fiona Christensen.”
In a move I didn’t see coming, Dan frowned. “Fiona Christensen?”
“That name mean something to you?”
He snorted. “Yeah – she’s just the biggest pain in the ass I’ve had to deal with in the last twelve months.”
My alarm bells were going off like a fuckin’ fire station.
“In the last twelve months?” I repeated.
“Yeah – she’s the cousin of that…”
Here Dan’s voice dropped, to let me know we were being all conspiratorial – and that I owed him far more than I’d already paid him.
“…stripper of yours we found in the back alley last May.”
The alarm bells turned into air raid sirens.
“She’s the fuckin’ cousin?!”
“Yeah. Called every day for months and months, accusing us of incompetence, corruption, malfeasance, you name it. Fuckin’ pissy little bitch.”
Dan said it with a righteously indignant look on his face – but the thing was, every last word of it was true. Though Dan would never admit it, not even to himself.
True or not, this was not good. I had a broad with a vendetta, sleeping with my nemesis, working in my own goddamn place of business.
“You know anything more about her?” I asked.
“Hold on, I’ll take a look,” Dan said, and started typing.
If Fiona was just a regular chick – a waitress who’d read too much Nancy Drew as a kid – then it wasn’t that big of a problem. The dumber she was, the easier it would be for me to lead her off in the wrong direction.
Problem was, she wasn’t a regular chick.
“Yeah, I got a shit ton of notes on her here,” Dan said as he looked at his screen. “Address in LA, got her phone number – oh…”
The way he said oh and trailed off was not reassuring.
“‘Oh’ what?”
Dan sucked at his teeth and looked at me. “I forgot until now, but one of the things she kept threatening us with was she’s a P.I.”
P.I.
Private investigator.
This was… Jesus, this was bad.
I sat back in my chair and thought for a second about my options.
Some of them ended out in the desert with vultures and coyotes.
Dan kept prattling on. “Said she was going to start her own investigation and show us up if we didn’t do our job. Stupid bitch. I don’t think she’s anybody, though – just some little file girl at a strip mall joint. Nothing to worry about.”
Nothing to worry about?
