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“And Werner?”

“I only just met him this morning. He told me to visit you and set your mind at ease.”

“Why do you think he sent you?”

She could lie and say it was because she’d been trained by Günter. But her father had taught her that if you tell the truth, you don’t have to remember anything. “I really don’t know.”

“He probably thought I’d be distracted by a pretty face.”

“And?” she asked.

“And what?”

“Were you distracted?”

“Not at all.”

Riley slumped in her seat. It would have been nice if he was at least a little distracted.

“Not that you aren’t pretty,” Emerson said. “You’re actually very cute. It’s just that I’m not easily distracted.”

“I see.”

There was an awkward silence.

“I’m not especially good with women,” Emerson finally said.

“No kidding?”

“I find them confusing.”

She turned onto Third Street and circled around to Constitution Avenue where the chrome and glass headquarters of Blane-Grunwald took up almost a whole block of prime real estate. She swung into the parking garage, drove down the loop-de-loops to her assigned space, and stopped just short of pulling in.

“Darn,” she said. “I’m not going to fit. Your car’s too big.”

“Go back to the upper level.”

“I can’t go up. Executive parking is up.”

“Perfect. Go up to executive parking.”

Riley went up to where the executive parking spaces were laid out, and Emerson read the names on the parking spaces as she drove by.

“Here. This one,” he said.

Riley looked at the name on the curb. “This is Günter’s.”

“Exactly. And he’s not using it.”

“How do you know?”

“Because he’s not here.”

“But he might show up.”

“I don’t think he will.”

Riley pulled into the space and cut her eyes to Emerson. “If we get caught, I’m saying you were driving.”


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