I concentrated on his movement, concerned, wondering who exactly I had allowed to enter in my home.
The door clicked behind him after he left and I immediately locked it.
“Something bad is about to happen,” I whispered to the mirror. “I don’t know what. I don’t know when. But something is. Be careful, Robert. Be very careful. That young man cannot be trusted. He’s dangerous.”41: Taking Tacoma Out
I didn’t like the idea that Katz was taking Tacoma out for the evening. I wasn’t informed right away about their planned escapade, which ticked me off. That unfolded unexpectedly…
Tacoma hunted me down in the wine cellar, the deepest parts of the lake house, one floor beneath the kitchen, and informed me of his evening with Katz.