There was no need to get worried, Dorian decided. Just because she was in the business of apprehending murderers in her normal life, here she was in charge of doing people's nails. He was safe. Besides, even if he was caught and hanged, Petersen had his painting, and while that was safe, so was he.
"Why don't you tell me more?" Dorian said, a glint in his eyes as he leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. This woman intrigued him, and he wondered just what she classed as interesting.