He laughs out loud. “I’ll let you know but I doubt it. Most of the guys are busy in Washington. There’s a mile-long waiting list.”
“Yeah, I figured… I just thought I’d give it a try. My partner is not going to like me taking on a seductress.”
“Then don’t.”
“Money talks, my friend. I want to send Mikey to college someday.”
“What’s the real problem?” Even over the air waves, my friend’s a fucking mind reader.
“You know when you get this feelin’ somethin’s not right?”
“Talk to your wife.” As is his custom, he hangs up without a goodbye, so long, or see ya later, dude.
Taking a deep breath, I call Sam. “Hey sugar, now, before you say anythin’ let me reiterate what I texted. Everythin’ is fine, no one was hurt and yes shots were fired. Ya, see, this woman came in for us to find her daughter and well, I took that job because it was a slam dunk. I know we agreed to discuss cases before I accept them, but I figured you’d say yes and if you didn’t well, we could always give the money back, right? So, anyhoo, she left, and I guess she called for a ride because I stood at the window. The train had arrived, and people were getting off and-”
“Suds, are you rambling at me?”
“No, of course not honey. I’m explaining what happened. Where was I? Ah yes. So, this woman, Ms. Bright, and she ain’t all too bright because of what she told us later, but I’ll get to that. Wahl, she’s waitin’ right outside our front door when a car comes by. The window lowers, a gun appears, and shots are fired. Now, at close range, I…”
“Someone shot at your client? Are you at the police station?”
“No, sweetheart. Here’s the thing. I ran on down the street but couldn’t read the license. I checked our security footage and other than the make and model of the car, I got shit. Anyhow…”
“Stop.”
“Huh?”
“Is anyone hurt or dead?”
“No.”
“Good. I’m coming over.”
“But…”
“No buts. Thou shalt not ramble on the phone with your wife.”
“New commandment?”
“Yeah. I’m going to send it to the pope and get it added as an amendment. I’m on my way. Is this new client still with you?”
“Yes ma’am.” I can’t wait until Ms. Bright meets my Brooklyn babe. Fur is going to fly. Seein’ as how I was raised, I generally try to be polite but my wife, not so much. She’ll help everyone understand the rules. My body belongs to her.
I chuckle to myself. This could be fun.
