The client found me on a Tuesday, which was suspicious enough. Nobody with money or secrets comes to an office on a Tuesday. Tuesdays are for plumbers and the desperate.
She was neither desperate nor rich. She was something worse: interested. "The weather has been wrong," she said, standing in my doorway without invitation. She was wearing a coat the color of rain and a hat that did a poor job of hiding the fact that she was young and beautiful, which in my experience is never a good thing. "I'm a detective," I said. "Not a meteorologist." "The weather has been...
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