CHAPTER 35
Twenty minutes later Tana found herself sitting in the passenger seat of a brand-new Honda CR-V. The Honda was parked in the lot behind the showroom at San Francisco Honda, and a salesman with a soul patch and way too much aftershave was sitting next to her. His name was Jerry Paine and, in addition to being a salesman, he was also Allison Paine’s ex. Paine was tall, thin, and pushing fifty, and he wore a suit that was shiny from too many trips to the cleaners. He looked hungry, Tana thought, but she figured it probably came with the territory of being a salesman and having to sell to live. She thought of Allison Paine and wondered what she saw in him.
Tana had tried her best to pretend that she was actually interested in buying the car and had nodded appropriately at what she
