Well, at least we tried. Dr. Koz had two offices, one in Pawling, and the other over an hour away, in Westchester County. That was where she was that evening.
“Should we drive down there?” I asked, sitting out in the parking lot of the closer location, which was locked up tight as a drum without a single light on or human being inside.
“Your call. How important is this guy to you?”
“Slightly less important after another b***h of a work day.”
Major turned toward me. “Want to talk about it?”
“Meh.” I swiped my glasses on the hem of my untucked shirt. There was a spot on one lens that was getting on my nerves. “The guy who I make the most money off is a royal pain in the ass.” It was rather muggy. I put up the windows and turned on the AC as we sat there and idled. “Like, his system keep
