Chapter 18
“You did see me after all.” The man looked up from the meal he’d obviously just finished when Dirk and Maverick came over to his table. “Have a seat.” He nodded to the empty chairs, his curly black hair bouncing some with the gesture.
Dirk rested his hands on the back of a chair instead. “It’s been a while, Al. Maverick, meet Al Galvez. He and I worked together for a while.”
Galvez smiled sourly. “I’m not certain ‘together’ is the right word, since I found out later you were trying to put my boss out of business. Or shall I say the man you thought was my boss.”
Intrigued at Al’s words, Dirk did sit after taking off his winter coat and putting it over the fourth chair. Maverick hesitated then did the same and sat down.
“Explain, please,” Dirk said, leaning back with his arms
