“Exactly what I wanted! Another issue and an odd guy in my life.” Juliette said unequivocally.
She was now looking at the envelope and business card, unsure about what to do first. An idea came to her as she flipped the black rectangular matte object.
“How come I hadn't thought about that before?”
She struck herself for being slow.
Juliette dashed to her bedroom, grabbed her laptop, and returned to the sitting room with the idea in mind. She opened her browser and entered his name into the search bar in a few keystrokes.
Hundreds of photographs of various Michael Howard appeared in seconds, but only one piqued her attention. Juliette clicked on his profile and looked for whatever detail she could find about him.
‘Not that he was particularly forthright about it.' She pondered.
