They walked around the block to The Executive Building, where Fradkin’s office was located. Jaz looked about at the old storefronts as they passed. Most had weathered looks, some the appearance of relics from an era long past. It made the newness of the lawyer’s brick office building seem out of place. A small coffee shop, sort of a Starbucks knockoff, occupied a narrow space next door. “I’ll wait for you in there,” Sid told her when they stopped out front. “Call on the cell phone if you need me.” Jaz suspected he had been worrying about her. She gave him a stern look. “Face it, Sid. I’m a big girl. I can take care of myself.” “I know. But like Jeff said, that man is pure evil.” “My strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is pure.” He broke out laughing. “Now you’re stealing my stuff.” Jaz grinned.
