Chapter 10

“Funny thing, though,” Guy said, shaking his head, “all of ‘em are dead now except Max. He inherited everything from old Al, whose pinch on a penny made Lincoln’s nose bleed. Al invested Max’s inheritance, and when the old man died, Max got it all. When Max was a kid, his dad ran the Sacramento Greene’s, and his uncle operated the store here. Greene’s pretty much has outdoor supplies and adventure trips sewn up in the area.” Guy looked over his beer foam at me. “You don’t have to worry about getting paid if he hires you.”

“Double wow,” I murmured, taking a sip of the designer brew.

“So how did he find you?” Jimmy asked.

“I thought you or Guy referred me. He said he liked what I’d done with Penny’s Too.”

“No, I don’t think I’ve ever met him,” Jimmy said.