Cruel Comfort (Evan Buckley Thrillers Book 1) (27 page)

Evan almost wished he was
in a situation where he'd been assessed as good for a thirty thousand hit. More
like thirty bucks. The girls would probably have bought him a drink. Maybe even
a pro bono BJ. What was the name of that club again?

Jesse was almost out the
door when he stopped and hesitated. He seemed at a loss for words; like he had
something he wanted to say but didn't know where to start. He fiddled with his
expensive watch again and cleared his throat. With an awful premonition Evan
knew he was about to say something about Sarah. He crossed the room briskly and
slapped him on the back, steering him out into the hallway.

'It was good to see you,
Sticky. We should have a beer some time. I'll give you a call in a couple of
days.' He pushed the button for the elevator and headed back into his office,
closing the door firmly behind him, before Jesse had a chance to say what was
on his mind.

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