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“Your father told me he thought there might be a woman in your life now. When do I get to meet her?”
“Mom, it’s work. I told you.”
“This late at night? What’s her name?”
If I didn’t give her at least a small nugget of information to chew on, she’d be calling me three times a day. “Her name is Kelly.”
“Is she an agent? You know seeing someone you work with can be problematic.”
She would know. She’d been working for Dad when they’d started dating. It had taken a fair bit of digging on my part to find that out because neither wanted to admit it, and it was all before I was born.
“She’s not an agent.”
“So it’s not work-related after all?”
“She’s someone we’re protecting.”
“You shouldn’t be protecting a criminal. I think that’s just plain wrong.”
I let her go on as I salivated over the bra in front of me.
“They should all be sent to prison and hung after what they did to your uncle Jack.”
“Don’t worry, Mom. She’s not associated with the mob.”
“She’s a good person, then?”
A month ago I wouldn’t have said this about a Benson. “Yes, she’s a good person.”
“Oh, is she a singer? Like Whitney Houston in that movie—The Bodyguard? Kevin Costner was so yummy in that, but singers are a fickle lot, I think.”
“It’s not like that.” I sighed. “Mom, I have to go. I still have work to do tonight.”
“Sure. I wouldn’t want you to keep Whitney waiting.”
“Some other work.”
“You know, I’m due out in New York in a few weeks. I could stop off in Washington to see you two.”
“That would break protocol, Mom. You know we have rules.”
It wouldn’t actually break a rule, but it was the only thing likely to get her to drop the idea.
“It would just be for dinner.”
Dinner with a side of interrogation was more like it. “Do you want me to get in trouble?”
“Another time then. Is she cute?”
I sighed. There was no denying Kelly’s beauty. I brought the bra to my face. “It doesn’t matter.” Twenty questions was turning into two hundred questions.
“I heard that tone. You think she’s cute. I look forward to meeting her.”
I put the bra down. “Bye, Mom. I really have to go.”
We hung up.
I’d dodged that bullet, and hopefully this assignment with Kelly would be over before they ever found out I was protecting a Benson. My dad would croak if I told him.
