“I must always keep you angry, baby,” he said softly. “You look even prettier when your eyes flash like that.”
Janey softened a little. She never could resist a compliment.
“Now, please, Louis, go downstairs. If Paul comes back…”
Seigel sat on the bed.
“Where is he?”
“That’s none of your business. Now run along and wait for me downstairs.”
“Don’t you know, then?”
“Of course I know, but it’s none of your business.”
Seigel grinned.
“Seriously, is he likely to come back tonight?”