Chapter Twenty-Two
He Never Met a Man He Didn’t Like
Will Rogers. Maybe he couldn’t say no to women, either. Especially if he ran up against someone like Valerie.
When she demanded a meeting, I picked the location, and something told me that a big, open space was the best plan. No chance of being cornered in some dark bar or restaurant. Less chance of being overheard or observed by someone not in plain sight.
So I suggested the place where Dr. Zittpopper and I had our fateful discussion—Inspiration Point at Will Rogers State Park, overlooking the Los Angeles basin and the glistening Pacific. It seemed as safe a location as any. I thought I heard her chuckle when I suggested it, but she readily agreed. As it turned out, my choice was fraught with irony, but I wouldn’t learn that until l
