Chapter 117

“What else can you tell us about him?” Brent stopped, holding up one hand. “No, before we go any further, we should probably take care of the business end of things.”

“Then you’ll take my case, or whatever you call it,” Mrs. Taylor said, relief evident in her expression.

Brent glanced at Quinn, getting a brief nod in reply. “Yes,” he told Mrs. Taylor, going to a file cabinet to take out the forms he needed. “The top one,” he handed them to her, “is our contract. The second one lists our fees. Third is for personal information about you and Andrew.”

The two men waited quietly while she read the contract and looked at what it would cost her to hire them. When she finished, she nodded. “If you have a pen…”

Quinn handed her one, she signed the contract and then wrote them a check for the retainer. “According to the contract, you’ll update me every week, and more often when necessary.”

“Exactly,” Brent replied.

“Do you think…” She hesitated. “Canyou find him?”