Sacred
“And he could have fit one if he chose.
The outside offices were empty except for a single male secretary filling coffee filters at intervals of every fourth cubicle and inside each office. Somewhere, far on the other end, someone ran a vacuum cleaner.
Daniel Griffin hung his topcoat and suit jacket in his closet and walked around a desk so big I was sure it was measured in yard lines. He took a seat and motioned for me to sit across from him.
I stood.
“Who are you?” he said.
“Patrick Kenzie. I’...m a private investigator. Call Cheswick Hartman if you want my life story.”
“You know Cheswick?”
I nodded.
“You’re not the one who extricated his sister from that…situation in Connecticut several years back?”
I lifted a heavy bronze statuette off the corner of his desk, looked at it. It was a representation of some Eastern god or mythological figure, a woman wearing a crown on her head, but her face marred by the trunk of an elephant in place of a nose. She sat cross-legged as fish jumped from the sea toward her feet, her four hands holding a battle ax, a diamond, an ointment bottle, and a coiled serpent respectively.MoreLess
The outside offices were empty except for a single male secretary filling coffee filters at intervals of every fourth cubicle and inside each office. Somewhere, far on the other end, someone ran a vacuum cleaner.
Daniel Griffin hung his topcoat and suit jacket in his closet and walked around a desk so big I was sure it was measured in yard lines. He took a seat and motioned for me to sit across from him.
I stood.
“Who are you?” he said.
“Patrick Kenzie. I’...m a private investigator. Call Cheswick Hartman if you want my life story.”
“You know Cheswick?”
I nodded.
“You’re not the one who extricated his sister from that…situation in Connecticut several years back?”
I lifted a heavy bronze statuette off the corner of his desk, looked at it. It was a representation of some Eastern god or mythological figure, a woman wearing a crown on her head, but her face marred by the trunk of an elephant in place of a nose. She sat cross-legged as fish jumped from the sea toward her feet, her four hands holding a battle ax, a diamond, an ointment bottle, and a coiled serpent respectively.MoreLess
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