“You trust him?”
“Well. I hired him. I trust him to live up to that.”
So did Nicodemus,” henry noted. “But someone else had hired him first. So what if someone else hired him first, again?”
I grimaced. “Thanks for bringing that up.”
“You’re a good person, Harry. You trust people too easily.” She shifted in her seat, wincing.
“The leg?” I asked.
“Hip,” she said shortly. “Don’t forget your cold medicine.”
henry had given me something that promised to remove mucus and sneezing and coughing and aching for eight hours at a time, about seven hours ago. I opened the little bottle and took more of it.
“Are we getting old?” I asked her. “Is this what that’s like?”
She smiled slightly and shook her head. “It is what it is.” She eyed me. “Do you think Clara is behind this?”
“My instinct say
