“Thank you,” I said softly.
Nixx nodded as though we had settled something much simpler than money.
“I need to get back to that job.”
I hated the small drop of disappointment that followed the words.
“Right. The complicated one.”
A faint curve touched his mouth. “They’re usually complicated.”
“Do you know how long it’ll take?”
The question escaped before I could decide whether I should ask it. I busied myself straightening the counter so he wouldn’t read too much into my interest.
“Not yet,” he said. “But when it’s finished, I’ll let you know.”
I glanced up.
“If you still want me to look for the man who’s been contacting you, I will.”
The fact that he called him a man instead of a stalker registered somewhere in the back of my mind. I wasn’t sure why that distinction mattered, o
