"My neighbor is loud," she said quickly. She had to come up with something to tell him.
"What?" he asked in a low voice.
She sat up. "My neighbor. He's a jerk. Always partying at night."
"You call the cops?"
"No, of course not."
He narrowed his eyes. "Why would you say of course not? You had problems with the cops?"
"Me? No." And that was the truth. "Just not necessary. It seems mean to call the police because of a bit of noise. I just have to work up the gumption to go upstairs and tell him to turn it down."
And she would. Maybe Tuesday next year.
Yep, that sounded as good a time as any.
"You're not doing that."
"E-excuse me?"
"You know this neighbor well?"
"Um, not really. He's lived above me for about three months. A guy in his early twenties. He likes to party. He also argu
