Chapter 20
“Will you be leaving anytime soon?”
“My schedule is loosely structured, subject to change at a moment’s notice, and none of your business besides.” Rory finished his whiskey. “Is there anything to eat in this wretched place that isn’t stale or covered in maggots?”
“I wouldn’t know. I get my meat fresh, although at times that doesn’t exclude it being infested with parasites. Did Stella not give you any idea of where to get edible stuff?”
“Just so you know, ‘edible’ does not equal ‘palatable,’” Rory said in return. “But no, she hasn’t relayed anything like that.”
“Has she relayed anything else?”
“Another thing that she neglected to pass on is how nosy you are.”