26
Smith sat down at the bar. He ordered a whiskey, pulling his sunglasses off and setting them down on the bar. He was supposed to meet Lindsay Wu in a few minutes for a rundown of what she’d found out.
He drummed his fingertips on the bar while the bartender poured his drink. Lindsay walked in, turning heads as she crossed the bar. Her bright red wrap frock was eye-catchingly fitted on her petite frame. It reminded Smith of one of Cameron’s frocks, and he smiled as he thought of his girlfriend.
Maybe he’d ask her to wear that frock tonight, when they were out for dinner.
“Mr. Calloway,” Lindsay said, inclining her head as she slid onto the stool beside Smith. She laid a file before her on the bar.
“Miss Wu. Would you like a drink?”
Her smile was fleeting. “I would rather just get d
