Bennett waited while Glauco’s line rang, thinking he’d never be able to get the lemony-citrus scent of Jennie out of his truck now that she’d ridden in it for a while.
“Hey, hombre,” Glauco answered.
“Hey.” Bennett smiled. “I have an electrical job for you. A kiln that needs a special high-voltage outlet.” He looked at Jennie, and for once, she didn’t immediately cast her eyes somewhere else.
“And it’s got to be cheap, man,” he said. “We don’t have a lot to pay for it. And not much time.”
“Electrical?” Glauco asked. “I can do that.”
“I know you can. That’s why I called you. When can you come see what she’s got and give an estimate for price and timeframe?”
Glauco started muttering to himself and Jennie leaned toward Bennett. “Tell him I can pay him. It doesn’t have to be super cheap.
