Chapter 6

“All right,” Maggie intervened, “Before we get started, Richard, have you eaten?”

Maggie’s attention, the attention of a regular woman, seemed to relax Deems. He ran his hand over his balding head to straighten what little bit of gray hair that still remained there.

“Yes, thank you. I had something delivered to my office.” Deems smiled as he sat in the comfortable wing-backed chair near the window.

“Then can I offer you coffee? Or a drink? I believe you’re a bourbon drinker. Did I remember correctly?”

“Yes, I am a bourbon drinker,” he said, giving Maggie a small smile, the first time Cam had ever seen him do that. “But I think coffee might be more appropriate tonight, if it’s not too much trouble. We have a lot of work to do.”

“Well, just relax, Richard, and I’ll get coffee for everyone.” Maggie agreed as she went out into the kitchen.