“You owe me hazard pay,” Dirk said the next morning as he handed Mr. Powell the necklace.
“So I gather. You’re little escapade made the news. Hopefully you managed to cover your tracks.”
Dirk smiled grimly. “Always do.”
“Good.” Powell frowned as he looked at the bandage on Dirk’s arm. “What did you do to yourself?”
“I gained a small souvenir from last night, thanks to a trigger-happy security guard. Nothing major.”
“Let me see,” Maverick said from beside him.
“When did you get here?” Dirk asked.
“In time to hear your last comment. When I didn’t hear from you last night, and you weren’t at your apartment, I figured I’d better come down here to see if Mr. Powell had heard anything.” Maverick glared at Dirk. “You do have a phone. You could at least have called to let me know what happe
