Chapter 96: Suitors, Part 5

Michael

It’s Friday and there’s a good chance I’ll find Kris at the Club. I wander in, order a drink and wait. Jeannie appears at my side. “Hi, Michael. All by yourself?”

Once of a day, this would have been sheer catnip to me, but now I shrug it away.

You’re lovely, but you’re not Charlotte….

“No, sorry, Jeannie. I’m waiting for someone.”

Which of course, I am….

She makes a little moue of disappointment and after a couple of minutes of polite chit-chat wanders off in search of more promise.

And I wait…

Sure enough, after half an hour or so, he arrives.

I drift into the shadows at the back of the barroom, watching to see where he goes. When I’m satisfied that I know where he’s headed, I knock back the remains of my drink and take the rear corridor….

*****

I have a few odds and ends of things to do in the City. My staff are satisfactorily taken aback when I make my appearance and I make a mental note of the sudden flurries of activity from one or two of them….