Chapter 15
Dirk had supper halfway prepared when Maverick came into the apartment, using the key Dirk had given him two weeks earlier. They had traded keys after deciding it was stupid to have to keep buzzing each other in, depending on who was visiting who.
“Smells good,” Maverick commented when he came into the kitchen. “Did you make enough for two?”
“Yep. You did warn me you were coming over.”
Maverick nodded, taking a seat at the kitchen table. “What happened on the job?”
Dirk filled him in, ending by saying, “It was my own stupidity. I managed to get the combination right and open the safe, but in my hurry to get out of there, I didn’t check for any secondary security on the safe.”
“And damned near got yourself arrested. You of all people should know better.”
“I should. I do. B
