Chapter SevenDumbfounded, I asked, “Little noir, uh, black book?”
“It's full of business buddies.”
“They share one?”
“Yup. Off-line and old-school. No one can access it, except the two of them.”
“Or anyone that finds it,” I pointed out solemnly. “Does it contain felonious contacts?”
“Felonious as in sketchy?” she smirked.
I smirked in return. “Ones that should not be revealed to anyone outside that particular sphere, especially the folks in blue.”
“I kinda got that impression.”
“Why won't he go in and get it?”
“Because the blinds aren't drawn. They were this morning, as they usually are—uh, were, uh—when he drove by in a cab, but forgot the key.” A long slender arm pointed forward. “The fact the curtains are open suggests someone's in there.” With a scoffing smile, she gazed at th
