Chapter Four
The Apartment
It was almost eleven next Monday evening when Roth called. What he had to say was brief and to the point.
“Friday you’ll be coming to my apartment. I live at the Stratford Arms.” He gave her the address of the building. “You’ll be going to Apartment 9C. Be there by eight. One more thing: I’d like you to wear the same clothes you wore to the hotel. Okay?”
“Okay, Sir.”
“Any questions?”
“Um, no, Sir.”
“Good.” Then he hung up.
Gail arrived at the Stratford Arms at ten minutes to eight. There was a doorman at the entrance. She blushed as he let her in. She was still embarrassed by her clothing, especially in a fancy place like this. It was still too hot to wear anything over them. She thought of wearing a light rain coat over her outfit but decided against it.
