“How’s school going?” Dodd watched her sit down. He had declined her invitation to go north with her, just figuring that something else he had prized had come and gone; a drifter got used to that.
“Okay, I guess. I'm a business major. Got a part-time job as a travel agent again to help pay for it.”
“I guess Ross wants you to persuade me. How did he find you?”
“He never said.” She smiled awkwardly. “Look, this is horribly embarrassing. Ross paid me more money than I make in a year to come down and convince you to work for him. I told him that I was risking my job, taking sick leave to come down here. He offered half on the spot and half when I deliver you. I can finish school on the money.”
“I'm impressed. Good negotiating.”
“He made a good case, too. He doesn’t want you to risk your l
