INTERMISSION
Carolyn
"Tell me how your subject managed to escape Lloyd in the middle of the night?" my boss is demanding as I stifle a yawn. It's been a wild night—and his anger is the least of my concerns.
"Short form? He was chased out of town by a three-vehicle of New York City mobsters looking for the girl he's with." I'm so sick of David's s**t at this point that I don't much care what he thinks of my casual tone. It's six in the morning, and I spent most of the night in the freezing rain.
"What? Okay, fill me in." His anger subsides as he smells an interesting story. David is like a big kid; if I can keep him entertained and keep from bruising his ego too deeply, I can usually get him off my back for a while.
"I was casing Chase's rental as suggested." More like freezing to deat
