It took everything I had in me to convince Jean to come to this department store with me. I spent almost all day at work trying to talk him into it, and just before we closed, he finally agreed. And not just agreed, he came with information.
“According to my sources,” he said as we walked to the parking lot, “the owner of Glaze Bar will be attending the grand opening of a perfume store in that mall. And since the owner is Knight, that’s where we’ll find him.”
I grinned widely. “Well, that’s so much better than my plan,” I said as I slipped into the car.
“What exactly was your plan?” he asked, starting the engine.
I grinned nervously. “I was just going to walk around and hope I ran into him.”
He frowned. “What the hell would you have done without me?”
I rolled my eyes as we hit the ro
