“My company hired his firm, and we’ve been spending time together,” I said evasively. The women sat like statues, sphinxes waiting me out. I smiled benignly and sipped my wine. Silence reigned for a full minute. “She’s not cracking,” Tanya stage-whispered out the side of her mouth. “Stare harder,” Verita whispered back. “She’s good,” Liz observed. “Scary good.”
