Hayes.The Grenadier was singing an obscene song, with the coarse words spewing from his mouth as he swayed into the street.
MacKim’s fist curled around his bayonet. A scrutiny of Hayes’ three companions told him they were strangers. They had not been with Hayes at Drummossie.
“You’re doing it again, Hugh.” Chisholm’s voice sounded in MacKim’s ear.
MacKim started. “What? Where did you spring from? I left you with Michelle!”
“Michelle’s a w***e,” Chisholm said. “She’s probably riddled with every kind of pox you can imagine.” He shook his head. “A woman who looks for the ugliest man is to be trusted as much as a woman who seeks out the richest. Michelle was hiding something, as are you. You’re doing it again.”
MacKim immediately became defensive. “Doing what again?”
“Watching people.” C
