Cash woke up. Stretched, groaned loudly. Got up from under the doona. Went into the kitchen, made coffee. Sat at the red kitchen table on the red chair. It was 10:00 pm. Rang Aimee, she answered.
‘Hi.’
‘Hey you,’ he said.
‘Where are you?’
‘At home.’
‘How’s Mick?’
‘He’s had an operation today to remove the bullet, repair his collarbone.’
‘You see him?’
‘Only this morning.’
‘How’d your new client turn out?’
‘The missing girl? I was worried after talking to her old man. Then I met her flatmate. He’s an odd fish. The radar went up … you know how it is?’
‘I know how you are.’
you ‘Right. I met her best friend, Annie, who thinks she’s met a guy. Her ambivalence gave me confidence. Best friends know these things, or they did it. But I’m still worried.’
‘I get a feeling this one has h
