15 Chapter 15

“Good,” Lorne replied, smiling a bit. “I’d hate to find out your name’s not really Brant Colton, now that I’m beginning to get to know you.” He quickly took a drink of coffee, making me wonder what that was all about. I probably didn’t want to know.

“That’s all you’ve been able to find out about Mr. Wilmer?” he asked as our meals were delivered.

“So far. You have to remember, I’m not really a detective. I just—” I chortled, “—play one around you.”

“Uh-huh. Still you did find out who he is, and where he works and lives. That’s not bad for an amateur.”

“Thanks.” I tasted my French toast, which turned out to be excellent, then asked him, “What did Kyler do for a living? You said he traveled a lot.”

“He was a freelance photographer. And the reason I studied photography. I’m not nearly as good as he was, which is why I have a real job too, darn it.”

I laughed. “Nothing wrong with that. It happens to a lot of people.”