"Isn't a very busy office," she told him flushing slightly.
"I didn't think it would be."
"You know Mr. Sertant?"
"We're old friends," Tedor assured her. It wasn't the truth, for he'd never met Sertant, although he had heard of the Agent.
"Then can you do me a favor, Mister?"
"Maybe."
"What does he do? I mean, what's Mr. Sertant's business? The way he snoops around people sometimes, you'd think he was a private detective. You know, like Mike Hammer?"
"You might call him that."
"I just wanted to know if I could tell my friends I'm working for a private detective or what, but Mr. Sertant doesn't ever tell me what he does. I just sit here in case anyone comes. Who shall I say is calling, sir?"
"Mr. Barwan. Tedor Barwan."