"Very impressive, Miss....?"
"James." I finished for him with a smile. I studied the man across from me in his gray double breasted, pinstripe jacket. He had an intelligence in his eyes that seemed to let me know that he was appraising me for all of my worth.
"I told you she knew her stuff," Ashley beamed from beside me, slowly bringing the rim of his cup to his lips. I threw him a look, knowing full well we had never had a discussion of this sort or to this length. He looked at the cup in my hand, an odd expression working its way to his face.
"Yeah," I wheedled my way back in. "Predicting stock futures comes naturally, risk and reward.... they're all kind of my thing." I laughed as the two men sized me for my talents. I took a sip of the whiskey in front of me, instantly regretting i
