Chapter 12The sound of his sister’s voice brought him comfort, more so since he knew he’d be seeing her soon. “Can you meet me first, maybe at a local coffee shop? She’s your client. I’d like some insight.”
“Your client, too, now.”
A pause first. Then, “We’ll see.”
He liked how naturally skeptical she was. It’s why they had always gotten along. “How about the Viand. It’s on Madison and 60th. See you at three. My treat.”
“Big spender.”
“Big budget,” Jimmy responded.
He ended the call with Mallory, a rare smile lighting up his face on that Thursday morning. Spending time with his uptown-turned sister was special, and it was always more interesting when they were working a case together. She’d secured him the Hidden Identity case last spring, and she’d assisted on the Crime Wave situati
