Whack 'n' Roll Page 27
by Gail Oust
“Lance has done all sorts of work,” Claudia replied stiffly. “He’s quite talented, but never got his big break. He plans to drop by after bunco. He’s got a proposition for you. . . .” She paused for effect, then smiled, a cat-with-a-canary smile, before continuing. “A very important proposition.”
“One more question,” Polly chirped. “Lance Ledeaux? That his real name?”
I poured Claudia a glass of wine. She looked like she needed one.
