" He held out his hand to me."Uh... it's Jeff," I corrected, shaking with him."Sorry, Jeff," he said, shaking his head in amusement. "That was some go...d work you did on the Feller account last week. We couldn't have wrapped that up without you." Thank you sir," I mumbled, doing my best to appear gracious even though I had not done any work on the Feller account or anything remotely related to it. "It's nice to be here. A beautiful place that you have here." It's a good hobby," he said, looking. ”“Well now, as we have settled what I am to be called, what should I call you. Mysterious stranger is too melodramatic. Johnsons heir may be accurate, but tasteless.”“My apologies Captain. My name is Jefferson Davis Simpson. You can call me Jeff if you prefer. I would hope that we can become friends.”“OK Mr. Simpson, What do you offer me? and what do you want from me?”“Well Captain, Let’s start with what you already have. You already have the whole asteroid belt, sort of. Granted you have. Henoted that the garage was empty and that the place looked deserted.There was no burglar alarm and he quickly defeated the door locks andlet himself inside.Her scent hit him as soon as he entered the house; it was like she hadwalked through the room only seconds ago. Robert knew that Abigail hadleft for town to go shopping early that morning, it was the one piece ofuseful information that he was able to get out of the blubberingteenager last night. He had all day to explore the house and. And the booking! I was so ashamed to have tostand there, without my wig, in a dress, getting my picture taken bythose goons." The Chicago Tribune lay open on the kitchen table."Shit, what happens when that picture makes it to LA? I'm gonna getcanned for sure." The law in California is good, Missy. They can't discriminate againstyou for crossdressing." Give me a break, Ron. I'm up for murder one! And you don't know mycompany - the Chairman is a right-wing nut. They'll figure out some.