Chapter 8

The space was nice, Rory thought, but what had looked good in the few pictures the realty site’s webpage turned out to be much larger than he’d bargained for.

I’m going to kill Gideon for making me do this. No, I’ll kill Lou. If he hadn’t made the comment about my sitting on my hands…He sighed to himself. I have to stop letting him get to me. He’s just a cop, damn it, despite the fact he thinks he knows all there is to know about the kind of men Gideon and I go after. So he’s done some undercover work, according to Gideon. That doesn’t make him an expert.

“Mr. Kinley?”

Rory came back to the present, telling her the building really wouldn’t work for the gallery. “I know I said I wanted to look at it, but…”

She smiled. “No problem. If someone wanted the first or second place I showed them, I think I’d faint. The last one you asked to see is across the street.”