Blonde Bait for the Murder Master

He keeps telling them that I, in effect, supplied the trap, and I was the only one who caught on fast enough to save Kit. Rome was the money boy, and the one Anna had phoned. Yes, he was going to shoot, and take his chances. Maybe he had some out figured; he didn’t live to tell it.

But Kit distrusts me. She may never forgive me for the way I lied to her. That is my payment. Quinn has lost that expression of contempt, all there is left is pity.

Pity for a guy who got too big for his pants and tried to buy the world. I can keep going because I hope that some day she will forgive and relent. Now I can afford to wait. Some girls have to have hill-crest houses. All Kit has to have is trust and love. And that’s all I’ll have to give her.