I needed to talk to Brandon, and I worried about poor David coming along, but he had insisted. David, dressed in black low-slung jeans and a black leather jacket, waved a hand in dismissal. “I am free to go wherever I wish, and today I wish to go to the bookstore.” I studied him doubtfully. “By your own admission, mister, you don’t read much. You wanted to use the excuse of Brandon recommending a book to have a chance to talk to him. I’m just not sure you’ve given up all of that now that we know he’s seeing Inna.” “We’re young, feelings change.” “David!” “All right.” He pouted. “Don’t worry about me. I’m not the type to run after men, honey. They run after me. Anyway, like I told you. I’ve moved on. Let’s go. I’m getting excited about joining you in solving the mystery.” I had come to David’s jewelry store to meet him for our interview with Brandon.
