I paced the perimeter of the room, taking in every detail. Patience walked at my side, although she’d fortunately had to let go of my arm to avoid making things awkward.
“Thank you for showing me around,” I said as we completed the circuit. “I appreciate you being so willing to help.”
She gave me a little smile and withdrew a business cardfrom her pocket. She tucked it into my jacket. “Take this in case you have any questions.”
“I’ll be in touch.” I moved toward the exit and she kept pace with me.
“I hope you will,” she said as we reached the top of the stairs.
I flashed a parting smile and hurried down. When I reached the bottom, Fiona glanced at the corner of the card protruding from my pocket.
“Super professional,” she snarked.
I placed my hand on the small of her back and guided her out. She could sass me all she liked. I’d gotten more useful information from her so-called old friend than she had.
