Al Foster, private eye, was excellent at keeping secrets. When it came to clients and their private, personal affairs, Al was the very soul of discretion.
Unfortunately, when it came to his own private, personal affairs, things were a bit different.
"He got you a sexy dress for your birthday." The joys of a live-in teenager.
Well. Not quite the explosion he'd feared. Of course, knowing Rai, there was
more worse to come.
"How'd you think he got your sizes?"
Silence. Al started counting to ten. Slowly.
Rai grinned, obviously enjoying this. "Maybe he pictured you while you were – "