“What’s that for?” Nico asked her as she walked towards him.
“You look like you could use a drink and this is the strongest I have.” She handed him a glass that was too full and on the verge of spilling over.
He took a sip to prevent spillage and then stared at the glass, not knowing where to start.
“So … do you want to tell me what’s going on or do I have to guess?” Janet asked, breaking the silence.
“I don’t know where to start.”
“How about you start with why you stood me up last night?”
“Oh, ja, I did, hey.”
“What do you mean ‘Oh ja, I did, hey.’?” she said mimicking him, with an edge to her voice.
“Sorry, honey. I really am, and I do have a decent excuse.”
“You bloody well better have.”
“Louis’s mother was killed on Sunday by the Bathroom Strangler.”
“What?”
“I was staking
