Chapter 63

I left my shaving kit on top of the dresser and wandered down the hallway to the bathroom. It was large considering the size of the apartment, with a roomy shower/tub combination and a dual sink vanity.

I used the john, washed my hands, and went to join Tim in the kitchen.

Tim looked up from the take-out menus that were scattered in front of him and nodded toward the two bottles on the table. “Beer, Sweets?”

“Thanks. Let me feed Miss Su first.” I filled a bowl with water and emptied the can of Grilled Salmon Feast in Gravy into her food bowl. “Din din, puss,” I called. The words were barely out of my mouth before she came trotting in. She rubbed her cheek against my leg, then began to eat. “I guess all is forgiven, huh?”

I picked up the beer, twisted off the cap, and took a long swallow. Too wound up to sit, I leaned back against a counter and gazed around the kitchen.