EVELYN MOANED stroking her throbbing temple. She had quite anticipated that reaction from her.
"Jorge?!" Doris repeated her disbelief patent. "You're meeting with that prev? Are you kidding me?!"
"Can you not yell?" Evelyn winced. "My head is throbbing."
Doris took a deep breath and collected herself. "Sorry... but I'm struggling to figure out why you would meet up with that scumbag after what he did to you?"
"From the way you sound someone would think he attempted to murder me," Evelyn murmured. "It's not like he inflicted any physical harm on me."
Doris grimaced at that. "Oh? You're waiting for him to inflict physical harm on you before you avoid him? Since when are you in The Jorge's fan club."
"I didn't say I was a fan, but the man's a brilliant PI and I really needed urgent info
