I hadn"t expected to find Camille at the front desk on a Sunday morning. So when I stepped through the door and found her in her normal perch, I was more than a little surprised.
“Good morning, Billy. What brings you down here on a Sunday?” she said.
I reached into my pocket and pulled out the letter addressed to Zelda. “I forgot I had it last night when I left.”
She shook her head. “I thought you said you were going to give it to her right away. What am I going to do with you?”
“I meant to. But Cassidy–” I began.
“Enough said. Get on back there.”
I stopped a few feet away from her desk. “Where is Cassidy?”
Camille stepped in front of the door to Cassidy"s apartment. “Nope. Letter first, then Cassidy.”
“Yes ma"am.” I was about to turn the corner when she called after me. “Hey, Bill
