Chapter 35

The problem became moot on Saturday morning. Kasper did something he had almost never done before. He emailed Nick at his personal, not his business address. Nick didn’t realize as he opened it that Greg had come into the room, bringing him coffee. As he set the cup down at Nick’s elbow, he glanced at Kasper’s message.

“What does that mean, and why is he calling you Niko?” Greg asked.

Nick looked up at him and winced. Since the message said Kasper needed him at his place immediately for a pressing job, Nick couldn’t lie and say he was an old friend from the past.

“Promise you won’t run away again if I tell you,” Nick said.

“It depends. What kind of job?” He rested his butt on the edge of the desk, looking at Nick, then smiled briefly. “If you tell me you’re a secret agent, I guess I can deal with it. If you’re a hit man, not so much so.”