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Asian assistant in a flowered pant suit. The offices were old and kind of run-down, but Lissa felt quite comfortable. She wasn’t looking for one of those hotshot Hollywood PI agencies that knew everyone’s business. This low-key place suited her fine.
    Quincy Robbins, who ran the private investigation/ security agency with his partner, Michael Scorsinni, was a pleasant, reliable man, whom Lissa had used on several other occasions for various matters. His partner and himself were ex-New York detectives, and that made her feel secure. When she’d moved into her house several years ago, she’d hired Quincy to be her chief security adviser. She’d never met his partner, but she knew that his reputation was also stellar.
    ‘Take a seat, please,’ the Asian woman said, with a gummy smile, revealing a row of uneven teeth. ‘I am Mai Lee. Michael will be with you soon.’
    ‘I’m not here to see Michael,’ Lissa said, anxious to get this over with. ‘Quincy is expecting me.’
    ‘Nobody contacted you?’ Mai Lee said, sounding surprised.
    ‘Not that I know of.’
    ‘Oh dear,’ Mai Lee said, now highly embarrassed. ‘I think I was supposed to call you.’
    ‘About what?’ Lissa said, fast losing her patience.
    ‘Quincy’s laid up at home,’ Mai Lee said, fluttering her hands. ‘He broke his leg.’
    ‘You’ve got to be kidding?’
    ‘I’m afraid it’s true.’
    ‘ When did this happen?’
    ‘A few days ago. But not to worry, Michael took over your case. You’ll be happy with Michael, he is most capable.’
    Lissa stood up. ‘I always deal with Quincy,’ she said tightly. ‘This could’ve waited if I’d known he wasn’t available.’
    ‘My fault,’ Mai Lee said, now taking full responsibility. ‘I was supposed to explain. You see, Quincy didn’t seem to think you would want to wait.’
    Lissa wondered how much Mai Lee knew. This was soembarrassing, she could see the headlines now– LISSA ROMAN CATCHES ANOTHER CHEATING HUSBAND.
    ‘Oh, God!’ She sighed, realizing there was nothing she could do at this late stage. ‘I suppose I’ll have to see Michael. Where is he?’
    ‘Sorry,’ Mai Lee said apologetically. ‘He’s out of the office right now.’
    This was ridiculous. She’d driven all the way out to the valley, and now she was getting a run-around. ‘Are you telling me that you expect me to sit here and wait?’ she said sharply. It wasn’t often she played the star, but one perk of star treatment was never having to wait.
    ‘He’ll be back soon,’ Mai Lee volunteered. ‘Very soon.’
    ‘Unbelievable!’ Lissa muttered irritably. ‘I drove over here especially.’
    ‘There’s plenty of magazines,’ Mai Lee offered soothingly. ‘Why don’t you sit down and relax?’
    Why don’t you shove it up your ass ? Lissa wanted to say, but she didn’t. That would have been mean and petty, and one thing she was always careful about was preserving a good public image.
    I’m nervous , she thought. I’m nervous because even though I know for sure that Gregg’s screwing around, it’s still difficult to deal with . At least Quincy–big, black, comfortable Quincy–would have held her hand and said, ‘Listen, this is something you’re not gonna want to hear, but these are the facts.’
    Now she had to hear it from a stranger.
    Well, not exactly a stranger, Quincy had often mentioned his partner’s name. ‘My friend, Michael,’ he’d always say. ‘You should’ve seen us when we were detectives together in New York. Michael got shot, nearly bought it. You’ll like him. He’s one of the good guys.’
    And yet, over the years, she’d never met him.
    She sat down, picked up a magazine and flipped the pages impatiently, until suddenly the door was pushed open and a tall man strode in.
    ‘Michael,’ Mai Lee said, jumping up, ‘Ms Roman is here.’
    He walked right over to her. ‘Sorry to have kept you waiting,’ he said. ‘Quincy insisted I shouldn’t make you wait, but it