"He's just..." I stutter. "He's just joking."
"Joking?" Marjorie quirks an eyebrow. "Joking about the cops? I know Noah. He's a very serious guy. Why would he joke about something so serious? I don't get the humour in that."
"I don't know..." I lie. "Because he thinks we're buddies now. We've been hanging out a lot lately."
"Oh, because of your dead mistress."
Noah wanted a chef for Billie's Grammy party. A close friend recommended Marjorie to him. That's how they met. She turned down the job and passed it to me. That's how I met Billie. That's how I met Selena. That's how I'm in this mess and I have to run to the city before those two pigs run to the cops. A part of me knows they can't do that but I can't take a risk.
One thing I've learnt about Billie. She gets crazy when things don
