Chapter 23. A He-She

"My sister got herself into trouble, and I thought you could help with it," Maxwell said simply. 

Don was not known for long talks anyway.

"What kind of trouble?"

"Got held up for possession on her way out of the country. Sis was damn sure she did not have it, but then the agency said differently. She was caught with the white stuff, man. About 100grams"

Don whistled.

"Yeah, I know, man. It's tough shit."

Don fluffed her short, spiky hair. "Who are you calling a man? This right here is a lady, remember?"

Maxwell sucked his teeth "right."

"How come I never heard of you having a sister, Max? Have you been holding out on me? Also, you still haven't told me what you think I could do; do I need to remind you that I don't work at the agency?"

"She is my sister. Half, but well, there you have it." Maxwell leaned forward "She was saying the truth. She is not so good at lying. That stuff was planted, and if care is not taken, she rea