“He was showered and looked curiously refreshed. Nothing like a night on somebody’s couch, I guess. He pulled out a cigarette and I threw a chair at him. Well, in fact I didn’t. But I put as much energy into the scowl that I sent across my desk. Munger stuck the cigarette behind his ear. “I think your friend’s husband speaks with forked tongue,” he said. “Could be he’s a liar, too.” “All that crap about keeping the news from his wife because the girl asked him to?” “Exactly. I th...ought that was odd, too. Since when does loyalty to a nanny outrun loyalty to a wife?” “Could be when you’re nailing the nanny behind your wife’s back.” “I don’t think Mike was sleeping with Sophie,” I said. “You’re still sold on the midshipman?” “Call me crazy.” “Maybe you don’t really have the full story there,”MoreLessRead More Read Less
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