Moot
“# She was worth a stare, and knew it. Late twenties. A face of superbly crafted beauty. Five feet nine inches of unblemished curvature sheathed within a dress formulated to be gawked at.
Not what I was used to seeing at nine in the morning. Or any time. My clientele tended toward the shabby.
She’d walked in as I was polishing my eye. Dumb luck I hadn’t bothered to turn the lights on. The dim from the morning sun barely cut the smog, let alone the window that hadn’t known clean since the Allies ...won. I popped it in before she could notice.
“Miss Carmen Lopez. Miss Lopez, if you’d be so kind, Mr. Pasco.” Her lips smiled. The rest of her didn’t bother. No one ever truly smiled in my office.
“I might be so kind.” I propped my feet up, showing off socks that had been new when Roosevelt took office. The first time. “I aim to please, Miss Lopez. Says so on my business card. But if you’re here for personality, I have a different office for that. And I’m disinclined to put on airs without a look at your bankbook.”MoreLess
Not what I was used to seeing at nine in the morning. Or any time. My clientele tended toward the shabby.
She’d walked in as I was polishing my eye. Dumb luck I hadn’t bothered to turn the lights on. The dim from the morning sun barely cut the smog, let alone the window that hadn’t known clean since the Allies ...won. I popped it in before she could notice.
“Miss Carmen Lopez. Miss Lopez, if you’d be so kind, Mr. Pasco.” Her lips smiled. The rest of her didn’t bother. No one ever truly smiled in my office.
“I might be so kind.” I propped my feet up, showing off socks that had been new when Roosevelt took office. The first time. “I aim to please, Miss Lopez. Says so on my business card. But if you’re here for personality, I have a different office for that. And I’m disinclined to put on airs without a look at your bankbook.”MoreLess
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