Seaver paid me, saying, “I’m going to recommend you to all my friends.”
I chuckled. “On the basis of one drain cleaning?”
Since Jane had left by that time, he replied, “No. I’ve got the feeling you might be trying to restart your life. After everything that happened, I figure I should help out the best I can. I just hope you’re as good as you claim in your ad.”
“Better,” I told him with a wink as I packed up. “Tell them if they mention your name, I’ll give them a discount.”
“Will do.” He walked me to the front door, apologized one more time for what he’d done, and then watched as I walked to my truck. By the time I got into the driver’s seat he’d disappeared, the door closing behind him.
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