Chapter 9

“The fuck’s that getup for?”

“Police briefing on the city’s newest thief.”

That halted Kathleen from disappearing down the hall.

“Anything good?” Luke asked.

“I’d say so. Now I know everyone who was hit, which includes our newest client.”

“Larson?” Kathleen pressed, as she and Luke followed him into the office. “You got Larson Manufacturing?”

“Signed proposal came into my email this morning. I’d say we should celebrate, but we have work to do.” Isaac sat at his desk, shoving the jacket and cap into his bottom drawer to be dealt with later. “If we can figure out how to best protect against this new thief, or better yet, figure out who it is, we’ll pick up all the businesses that were targeted before Wen can even look their direction.”

Kathleen’s eyes twinkled at the prospect, but Luke clenched his jaw. He thought their healthyrivalry was a waste of time.

It hadn’t felt like a waste earlier.