I addressed Shirley. “I don’t have that much here, as you well know. Most of it is books. My lease was month to month, and I’ve already paid for this one. I’ll be out by tomorrow and contact your father, who actually owns this property.”
She flinched, as if she’d been slapped. Perhaps it was finally sinking in, what had just happened. “Bill…” She swallowed. You don’t…you’re not really leaving, are you? How will you—?”
I ignored them and set about moving out, not caring whether they stayed or left. I had phone calls to make.
* * * *
Tory didn’t ask any questions, just handed over the keycard for a room at the far end of the complex. He didn’t make any comment about Thorn, but nodded and gave him a smile when he was introduced.