“I want a biscuit,” he said, pushing up to go into the kitchen. “I don’t have any biscuits in there. What about investments?” “He’s with Buckley and Schultz,” Roarke said from the kitchen. “It appears Buckley himself handled his portfolio until about eight years ago, when he passed it down the chain. Banks doesn’t have enough personal wealth for Buckley to handle personally.” He came back in with a plate holding two big cookies chunky with chips. “Those aren’t biscuits. Those are cookies.” “I don’t suppose you want one then.”
