“A favour? Can’t imagine what she’d owe you for.” Max shrugged. “Years ago I got her out of a couple of sticky situations with the authorities,” he lied to Brenner. His recent inclination to be overly economical with the truth surprised even him. “She was, and still is, very grateful.” “You’ve quite a number of tricks up your sleeve, Court. You’re quickly becomin’ my new favourite.” Great. Just what I’ve always wanted. “I am indeed humbled.” They rounded the last corner a block from the exclusive establishment. “You remember the rest of the way to Madame Dubois’, yes?” “Could get there blindfolded.” He rubbed his hands together. “Be careful what you wish for,” Max murmured. “Now remember, give Madam Dubois your name. Everything you may want is on the house tonight. Don’t hesitate to live out your most debauched whimsies.” “I fink I’m gonna’ enjoy dis.” “I promise it will be a night for the books, my friend.” Max clapped him on the back, ushering Brenner forward.
