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She smiled again, but brighter. I was irritated a little but couldn’t pinpoint where or why the irritation started.
“Most people have no idea about Countee Cullen.”
“I studied the Harlem Renaissance movement in undergrad, so I am familiar with some of his work,” she explained.
“Have a seat Count,” I said while trying to mask my sudden onset of irritation.
For the next hour, Averie and I explained the suspicions we had about the police being involved in a set up against Princeton.
“I will put a couple of my guys on this immediately. I’m sure we will find something,” Countee said.
“Were you a police officer before you became a private Investigator?” Averie asked.
“No, I’ve never been in law enforcement, but I was in the military for some years before moving back to Saint Louis and starting my business.”
“You do more than private investigations?”
Why is she asking so many questions?
“Yes, we offer the entire gamut of security services.”
“Alright, Count. We are due back in court the day after tomorrow. It would be great if we had something that proves some of this crap should be inadmissible.”
“We will work on it.”
He stood.
“Ms. Patterson, nice to meet you.”
“Likewise, Countee, and please call me Averie,” she smiled.
“Averie,” he tipped his head.
I’ve never seen him tip his head like that.
We dapped each other, and he smirked. I squinted my eyes trying to figure out his angle. I will ask him about it later.
* * *
I lookeddown at my watch and noticed it was past midnight. We’d accomplished a lot, but we still had multiple boxes still left unexplored.
“Averie. It’s after midnight.”
She looked up from the paperwork and checked her watch.
“When did it get this late?” She said while stretching.
“I don’t know, but we can call it a night and start fresh in the morning.”
“Okay,” she mumbled while checking her phone. “I totally lost track of time. I was supposed to get my car and bring it here. Let me see if I can get a car to take me home.”
“No need. I can take you home.”
I’d sent Ray home when I realized it would be a late night. He parked my Escalade in the garage so I could drive myself home.
“That’s not necessary, Samuel. I can get an Uber.”
“I know it’s not necessary. I don’t mind. It’s on my way.”
