CHAPTER FIVE
No sooner had Beverly gone back to her apartment than Mary Adams was rapping on her door.
Beverly was so disgusted to think she was such a gossip she didn't want to answer. However, when the knocking persisted, she decided she might as well answer.
Sure enough, Mary Adams was standing there with a suspicious look on her face.
"Are you alright?" she asked, turning her head to the side and looking at her strangely.
"What are you talking about?"
"I don't like to say anything that might be overheard," Mary said in a whisper. "Perhaps I'd better come in your place."
At first, she hesitated. Then, she thought she might as well let her in as it was obvious she was going to invite herself in anyway.
"Come in," she said, turning around and walking into the living room. Mary
