you would do.”
“What would I do?”
“Turn it into a problem to solve.”
I looked at my coffee.
“That appears to be a widely held opinion.”
“Because it’s true.”
“I’m not doing anything today.”
She studied me carefully.
“That’s new.”
“I’m developing.”
A reluctant smile appeared.
Then vanished.
“Do you remember exactly what the caller said?”
Cassandra sighed.
“Damon.”
“I’m not investigating. I’m asking.”
“That sounds remarkably like investigating.”
“Occupational hazard.”
For a moment I thought she would refuse.
Then she wrapped both hands around her mug.
“It was
