I took another sip of scotch. “Morals are a luxury in my line of work,” Chloe said. “Yes sir.”
Her tone meant ‘if you say so’. “I’m sorry you saw that.”
Her shoulders trembled, and she shook her head; her face was still buried in her hands. Owning up to it, I took another sip of scotch. I wasn’t alone. If I’d torpedoed my chances, what was the worst that could happen in trying to talk to her? Guess so.”
I looked back down at her and said, “Hope I’m not intruding.”
“It’s your house,” Chloe said as she laid down the piece she’d been polishing and picked up another. What was I supposed to say? That was good. “She’s been stealing from Marduke. I stared at the closed door for a full ten seconds, then took a deep breath. “I’ve never been in love with a girl named Natalie before,” she said. I handed it to her and she took it, giving me a small smile as she held it out toward me. I knew that game. I’d already lost Natalie, and I knew it.
