Chapter 38

“Am I invited to lunch?”

“Only if you have something useful to report. Now go out and flirt with Rosemary for a minute while I talk to my client.”

“Yassa, Massa,” Richard said and retreated to the outer office, closing the door behind him.

Charles looked at me and said, “The wheels of justice are turning.”

“So it would seem.”

He moved to stand very close to me and said, “If you can’t make it for lunch, I’ll understand. Disappointed, of course, but understanding.” He leaned over and kissed me. “Now go escort the boy wonder to the scene of the crime, and don’t let him give you a hard time.”

“Yassa, Massa,” I said, mimicking Richard, and I walked out the door before he could come up with a rejoinder.

Richard was sitting in a chair beside Rosemary’s desk, and from their casual manner and chatter, it was obvious that they were old friends. Their conversation wound down as I approached, so I said, “I’m ready whenever you are, Richard.”