Why don't you run it by me?

She drove on over it. 'You can handle Fowler. lfhe get's too close for comfort, pick him up on some technical point and pretend you don't understand. With luck, he'll launch into a lecture and lose track of what he was talking about. If not, tell him some more lies. You're very good at that.

I think it was a compliment, but it sounded like game, set and match.When I reached my apartment at a quarter-past-eight, the first thing I did was to sink a good three fingers of bourbon.The idea was to totally bomb my neuro-muscular system so that I could listen to whatever Jeff Fowler had to say without any outward demonstration of surprise, alarm or dismay.