The 6:20 Man - Page 79

She opened it, dressed in pale blue capri pants and a white blouse. He smiled and she returned it. “Got some news on Mayflower. I know it’s not the weekend, but how about having that tequila now, before the bar closes? I can fill you in.”

She slipped on flip-flops and put her arm through his. “Let’s go.”

The bar was within walking distance, a few blocks off the main street. The Mount Kisco area was an interesting mix of working-class and mega wealth. The bar they were going to would have no such mix. It was all folks living paycheck to paycheck.

They sat outside, a shot of tequila and a bowl of nuts in front of each of them.

“Well?” she said curiously. “Mayflower?”

He told her about his meeting with Chilton. “So when they come in with an offer, triple the valuation. They’ll still bite. So long as you have the numbers to back it up, and I know you do.”

“Can I kiss you?”

He grinned like a schoolboy. “I have no problem with that.”

She leaned over and pecked him lightly on the cheek, then sat back. “I really appreciate this, Travis. It was so nice of you.”

He lifted his shot glass. “Hey, I’m a shareholder too, right?”

They tapped glasses and drank their tequila. “So, after you take over the world, what’s next?” asked Devine.

“You think way too highly of me,” she said.

“Not from where I’m sitting.”

“It’s ironic that I founded a dating service, because I haven’t been too lucky in that regard.”

“Sometimes luck has nothing to do with it. Sometimes it just happens when you least expect it to.”

“I’m still waiting for that to happen to me. Maybe I work too hard.”

“There’s no maybe about it. You do work too hard. But you clearly love it, so maybe you don’t really work a day in your life. Isn’t that how the old saying goes?”

She smiled and then her expression turned serious. “You haven’t seemed yourself lately, Travis. Is everything okay?”

“A woman was killed at my office.”

“What!”

“They thought it was a suicide, but turns out someone murdered her.”

“Oh my God. Why would someone do that?”

“I don’t know. Yet.”

“Helen told me the police were questioning you but she didn’t say what about.”

“I think they believe I had something to do with it.”

“Did you know the woman?”

“I did.”

“What was her name?”

“Sara Ewes.”

Tapshaw slowly put down her shot glass, looking like she might be ill. “Sara Ewes? That’s her name?”

“Yeah. Wait a minute, did you know her?”

“No, but I know the name.”

“How?”

“A woman named Sara Ewes was one of my very first subscribers on Hummingbird.”

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