Page 33 of Homewrecker
“What about you?” I asked.
“My friends say I work too much.”
“What do you do?”
“Real estate.”
I nodded. “Commercial?”
“Residential.”
“Married?”
He blinked. “That was fast.”
“The bell is faster.”
He laughed. “No.”
“Ever?”
“Once.”
“Divorce final?”
His smile shifted. “Yeah.”
“Recently?”
“Two years.”
“Any current girlfriend?”
“No.”
“A woman who thinks she’s your girlfriend?”
He laughed again. “No.”
“Woman living in your house who would be surprised to learn you’re here?”
“Damn.”
“I like clarity.”
“I see.”
He leaned forward. “Do you always interview people like this?”
“Only when I don’t have access to public records.”
“That sounds like experience talking.”
I smiled and the bell rang.
He stood. “It was nice meeting you.”
“You too.”
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