Jake Randolph, Private Investigator Pt. 82

I left my gun in the glove compartment of my car. I don't generally carry a gun on my person, which in times like this one makes me rethink that policy. The two thugs crossed the street and walked to the front doors. I wondered if one of them was going to keep Morgan busy while the other came up here, or if they would either bribe or strong arm him and both come up together. I slipped quietly out of Diana's apartment and went down the hall. I turned the corner and peeked back at the stairwell and waited...