Chapter 87

“Joyeux No?l, M’sieur Vincent.” Yeah, that was how it should be said.

The Boss seemed relieved when he spotted me approaching him with the punch. “Cup of cheer, Mr. Wallace?”

“Thank you, Mr. Vincent.”

The people who had been around him left hastily.

We tapped glasses. “Happy holidays.”

“Happy holidays, sir.”

He grimaced at the taste. Smitty’s vodka would have made it more palatable. “I want to thank you again for your gift.”

“You’re welcome.”

“Although how you learned I have a weakness for that particular story….”

“Lucky guess.”

“I imagine. Still…. You’ve given me a part of my youth back again.”

“It was a fun series, sir.”