CHAPTER FIVELindsey shoveled the remains of his Hearty-Man frozen dinner back into the grocery bag and shoved it in the corner of the bathroom. He didn’t know if Berry’s deal with the building included trash service; if not, he’d dispose of the detritus himself. He’d overestimated his appetite and underestimated his fatigue. You were supposed to get jet-lag when you traveled east-to-west, not west-to-east, but somehow his body was still confused and he ached all over.
He sat in Cletus Berry’s swivel chair and watched a few soft flakes falling outside the office window. He wasn’t sure that staying in Berry’s secret little home-away-from-home was such a good idea, but it would do for the time being.
Had he learned anything useful from his visit to Ester Lazarini Berry? A lecture on the his
