“Definitely!” he agreed enthusiastically. “Some time, some time soon.”

He said that a lot, though it only really came to fruition in criminal investigation.

He was careful not to follow Mr. Meijer’s gaze, though his smile was genuinely sympathetic.

“She’s … meant for a finer life than you or I,” he murmured with a shrug. “I’ll see you around,” he then said at a volume Nisa could hear, lest she had already started plotting Mr. Meijer’s death in the brief conversation.