I did, a bit surprised Carmen had as well. “What’s it mean?”
“Man of smiles.”
I showed one then, a flash.
“He never told you?”
“No.” It faded. “I guess there wasn’t time. I wonder what he would have called me later, had he stuck around.”
“Oh, poo! What else is there?” Carmen asked. “Beyond him obviously being taken by you and locations that, as you said earlier, have a lot of people in common? What other evidence can or have we uncovered to support the fact that Z planted those croci-cuses?”
“I tried to fight it, too,” I said after a chuckle. Man, was I lucky to have such a great friend. “I just knew the next face was going to show up in a spot that had absolutely nothing to do with me. Didn’t happen.”
“Do you have anything else you haven’t shared?”
“Maybe. Sort of.” Why was I hedg
