A few minutes later, Manfred returned to his post behind the desk.
“You all right, Mr. Boyd?” he asked, concern etched on his face.
I looked at him gratefully. “I will be, Manfred. I’m shocked is all. Thanks so much for coming to my aid.”
“I was happy to be of assistance. He was a nasty piece of work,” he replied, shaking his head.
A cop entered the building right then, followed by Benjy. The officer took my account down, and made note of what had happened on Friday night. I told him he could refer to the notes building security kept about the incident, since I knew Benjy was required to keep a record. Benjy offered to email him a copy of the file.
Once the police left, Benjy escorted me back to my place. As soon as we were inside my home, Benjy took me in his arms and hugged me close
