“Speaking of Paige, I need to sneak into her apartment and look around. Can you draw the layout of her place for me? And what’s her apartment number?”
“301,” he said as I handed him a piece of paper and a pencil. He began sketching out the floor plan of her place as I went and changed into a pair of black slacks and pulled a black sweater on. I got my flashlight and made sure the batteries were good. Then I went back to the table.
“Okay,” Milton said, “I’m no architect, so that’s the best I can do.”