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  1. TITLE PAGE
  2. COPYRIGHT PAGE
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  89. ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Her foot began to tap faster and she crossed her arms. Not good. Before I could say another word, Jia said, “Why don’t you guys wait outside?”

I looked at her and then to Will. I nodded and rose. “It was nice meeting you, Diana.”

Will and I went outside and down the stairs to the car. I sat on the hood and Will looked toward the apartment.

“What was that about?”

“She was terrified. She wasn’t going to give us anything. Jia sensed that, too. It’s better she do it.” I glanced at a mom and her daughter going into one of the apartments, then back to Will. “Can I ask you something? You looked familiar, but I didn’t place it until you made that goofy face inside the apartment just now. Your last name’s Aggie. You Darrell Aggie’s son?”

He nodded but didn’t smile or grin at the recognition. “I am.”

“Darrell was one of the richest guys in town when I was growing up.”

“Yeah, that’s my dad. Mr. Moneybags.”

“He had ties to Harvard. Is that where you went to school?”

“Nope. I went to the University of New Mexico.”

“Why?”

“Because I had to pay for it myself.”

“He wouldn’t cough up the dough, huh?”

He shook his head. “No, he would’ve. I just didn’t want his money. I wanted to do it myself.”

“Well, that’s both admirable and dumb. You could have a degree from Harvard right now.”

He grinned then. “Some people don’t care about stuff like that, Mr. Graham. Whenever I do anything, I just think, ‘How am I going to sleep tonight if I do this?’ I don’t think I’d be sleeping well if I let my dad do everything for me.”

I nodded. “He moved to Arizona, I’d heard.”

“Yup. Haven’t seen him since, actually. When I turned down entering the family business, he didn’t really call anymore.”

“I’m sorry. We get the fathers we get, not the ones we want.”

“That’s life, I guess. Can I ask you something now?” he said.

“Only fair.”

“Why’d you really leave Miami? You’re the top criminal attorney in the country, defending rock stars and models. Why would you abandon all that over just one client? I’m sure you’ve had other clients do horrible things after you got them off. What was different about this one?”

I inhaled deeply and said, “You ask this many questions of everybody you meet?”

He smiled. “Just the people I admire.”

“Well, don’t get too comfy with that. People don’t admire me for long.”

After a while, the door opened upstairs and Jia came out. She walked up to us and said, “Good news and bad news.”

“Good news first.”