Chapter 6
It took me a couple of hours to wade through the Monday morning paperwork, which as usual had magically appeared on my desk over the weekend.
After scaling the paper mountain, I paid a quick visit to my old stomping ground of non-fiction.
“Come to check up on me?” John smiled from his seat behind the counter.
John had gotten my old job when I’d been promoted.
I smiled and shook my head. “If you were doing anything wrong, Mary would have you bent over this desk, giving you a couple of whacks with a back number of the Reader’s Digest.”
He laughed. “Yeah, you’re right, she would.”
“She would what?” Mary asked, coming around the corner.
“I was just telling John about your sadomasochistic streak.”
“Don’t you be giving away all my secrets. A girl has to maintain a certain ai
