I went back into the lobby and picked up the phone. I didn't think Bruno would mind. It was a local call, and besides, I'd be finished by the time he'd changed his clothes, anyway.
I called my answering service to see if I had any messages. Lorraine was on duty that day. I spent a lot of time wondering what she looked like.
"Hello, Jake," she said.
"Hey, Lorraine. Any messages?"
"Three. One from your apartment landlord. He said that your rent is overdue and if you didn't square it up soon you'd be out on your... Oh my..."
Neville Hunt 9 months ago
‘...wondering what she looked like’. There’s no stopping you is there Jake. You old ram you!
Christopher 9 months ago
Well, figuring out mysteries is what he does for a living!
Neville Hunt 9 months ago
Yeah... right!