“I was told I need to watch out for you,” Tony said.
“Who told you that?” K.J. asked. “Avis?”
“Avis?”
“Avis Jackson,” K.J. said. “I was told he was the lead investigator on this case.”
Avis, Tony thought and started to laugh. I got scared half to death last night by a guy named Avis.
“What’s so funny?” K.J. asked.
“Nothing,” Tony said. “Listen, I’m sorry if I’ve been rude up until this point.”
K.J. waved her arm dismissively. “Oh please. I’m used to worse. Law enforcement types love me at first. Then they realize I’m not this ditsy blonde who will do whatever they say. I get all kinds of looks.”
“I’ll bet. Hey, what does K.J. stand for, anyway?”
“Knowledgeable Journalist.”
“Funny.”
“So about last night,” she said, tapping her pen against the notepad.
“Listen,” Tony said. “I’ll make you a deal.”
Her eyes rolled.

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