Oscar.” Dan shook his head and looked away. “Maria’s the perfect age for you.” David’s mood sobered somewhat, and he let the subject of Oscar go for the moment. Dan was right about Maria. This was exactly what he needed to do. There was nothing wrong with dating a forty-something-year-old woman. That was what he should do. After all, he was nearly a fifty-year-old man. That was his exact problem. He was getting old. But he, like millions of other men, had to get over it. Unlike millions of other men, he was determined not to get over it by pretending he was young, finding a young wife and becoming a new father when he should be a grandfather. The knot in his stomach would pass. “Where are we off to?” David asked. It was time for business. At least he had the solace of his fake-homicide sting investigation scheme. His initiation case would determine the fate of the new Scotland Yard Exchange Program—and quite possibly the rest of his career. That ought to keep him distracted.
