“Have you heard any other thing about Denise?” I asked Victoria the next morning as we prepared for the meeting to discuss our next plans moving forward with Trichloris.
“Well, apart from the fact that she’s Francesca’s daughter and a normal, I’ve heard absolutely nothing about her,” she replied me. I was tempted to tell her to add so not a fan of Troy Sanders and generally creepy to her collection of “Things I know about Denise Firewalt” but kicked against it. She was Francesca’s daughter and no matter how much she did things that gave me pauses, I still had to respect that.
“What about David Blackhead?” I chose to ask instead.
“Nothing on that front too,” Victoria replied, and then she shot me a “What the hell is really going on here, Troy?” look. “Why are you suddenly so interested i
