Chapter Twenty-Three
Loose Talk
Dick Stratton sat back in his chair and patted his stomach with both hands.
“Well, I must say, Rosemary,” he said. “That was delicious. I haven’t had a proper cooked meal like that in ages.”
“Don said you’d appreciate it,” Rosemary said with a smile. “Have you never thought of getting married, d**k? Single men lead such unhealthy lifestyles.”
“Oh, don’t worry, it’s on my agenda for later on,” he replied. “The problem is that just now the squad demands all my attention. I can’t see too many women putting up with the hours I work. I’ve actually got a nice flat, but I’m hardly ever there.”
“How come you didn’t have to carry on living in Single Men’s Quarters?” Don asked. “It’s unusual for a single bloke to be allowed to live in his own place.”
“As luck w
