Chapter 17
STEVE answered the bell, opening the door of his apartment widely to Mildred Whitney.
"You were so secretive." Mildred started. "I rushed right over."
"Come in, Mildred," Steve beamed, and to him-self he thought, your days are numbered, you little b***h.
Mildred moved into the apartment cautiously. "You made a deal with Sheldon today, didn't you, Steve?"
Steve raised his arms, passed his hands along the thick, shoulder fur of her coatmink, he presumed, assuming how she had earned the coat. "Only to get Sheldon to uncover his hand. And I don't need him, Mildrednot if I can depend on you." He eased her out of the coat, tossed it over the back of a chair. "Stick with me, Mildred, and you'll have furs that will make that one look like an old dust rag."
Mildred thickened a thro
