She only modelled for him once,' Max said stubbornly, leaning the canvases back against the wall and replacing the sheet. 'Once, twice or umpteen times, it's proof she knew Spataro... how shall we put it?... on terms a man who loved her might resent....
What are you - Secret Service?' 'If I were, I wouldn't admit it.' 'And you're not admitting it, I notice.
