it, the memor

early downtown and decided to surprise her at her

of the skyscraper. I saw her come out. She was laughing.

r. It wasn' t a quick peck. It was slow, deliberate. I stood there in the drizzle, the coffee g

unavoidable. My promise to her, that she would be

business card. It belonged to a private investigator who had contacted me mon

ted his voicemails. I had Chl

aking as I dia

swered. "Hollis

hoarse. "You called me a while ba

"Mr. Sterling. Yes. We were beginni

said. "I' m rea