ng the little dog again. &#8220;I&#8217;m in trouble, Mr. Trent. I don&#8217;t know where else to turn. A friend of mine recommended your services.&#8221; She rattled off a name unfamiliar to him, which wasn&#8217;t necessarily odd. He didn&#8217;t know every client that had walked through the door in the past six years. &#8220;Go on.&#8221;</p>
<p class="excerpttext">She sighed so dramatically that he wondered if Peggy or one of the guys hadn&#8217;t arranged this meeting as some form of practical joke. &#