Chapter 10
“Yes,” he agreed. “It’s a classic. I bought it from a collector as a gift when I got my license a few years ago.”
“To work as a real estate agent?” I asked, assuming he worked with one of the Brighton hustlers or was a potential investor.
“To practice as an architect,” he replied.
I sat up a little straighter.
“Oh.”
He stopped paying attention to the road long enough to look at me.
“You seem surprised.”
“I’m not,” I replied. “It fits you.”
“So you think? In what sense?”
I hesitated for a moment, but I told him the truth.
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