What was that all about? Damn. Not what I’m thinking, that’s for sure. With a shake of his head, he got Reko’s laptop and sat down to go through his emails.
* * * *
Buck was in the midst of checking the licenses of several people who looked as if it would be a while before they turned thirty when his cell vibrated. He took it out, glanced quickly at the caller ID and texted back Give me a couple
“Girlfriend?” one guy asked with a grin.
“Boyfriend.” Buck bit back a laugh at the guy’s dumbfounded look. That shut him up.
As soon as he let them into the club, he called Mika to say he was free to talk. “At least for the moment.”