“The client’s been hot for his best friend for years,” Veronica said. “And he wants you to pretend you’re his friend while you have sex.”I stroked my chin. “How realistic do I have to be? I mean, I’m not going to get tattooed or shave my head.”Veronica laughed. “No worries there. You just have to dress up. His best friend is a priest.”Okay, now I could see why the client wanted a substitute lover. Poor bastard, I thought. I’d been raised Catholic myself, and I felt ...