“Now,” she said, after her first sip. “Let’s get business out of the way.” She produced a notebook. “I’m free tomorrow morning at ten,” she said.
“By an odd coincidence, so am I,” Stone replied. He handed her his card.
“Will it upset anyone at your office if you are naked on a table?” she asked.
“Not in the least,” Stone replied, handing her a menu.
8
Marilyn had ordered and was on her second appletini.
“So, what do you gentlemen do?” she asked.
“I’m an attorney,” Stone said, “and Dino isn’t a gentleman.”
She laughed. “I’m sure that isn’t true,” she said soothingly to Dino.
“Of course not,” Dino replied. “I’m a police officer. Stone used to be, but since he retired he thinks he’s a gentleman.”
“I make no such claims,” Stone said. “That was Marilyn’s characterization.”
“You look awfully young to be retired,” she said to Stone.
“He was retired by popular demand,” Dino said.
“You were kicked off the police force?” Marilyn asked, looking shocked.
“I took a bullet in the knee; it was a medical retirement.”
“How long were you a policeman?”
“Fourteen years. It was long enough.”
“And what kind of law do you practice?”
“The shady kind,” Dino interjected.
“I resent that,” Stone said.
“You go right ahead.”
“I’m sure that’s not true,” Marilyn said. “You strike me as an ethical person.”
“You are an excellent judge of character,” Stone said, patting her hand.
“I am,” she agreed. “I rely on first impressions.”
“You must be disappointed a lot,” Dino said.
“Not at all.” She turned back to Stone. “And what sort of cases are you working on right now.”
Dino burst out laughing. “Tell her, Stone.” He turned to Marilyn. “You’re going to love this.”
“It’s a personal-injury suit,” Stone said, glaring at Dino.
She reached over and touched his swollen jaw. “Were you the person injured?”
“Not initially.”