22I slept well that night. True, the Llama was still lurking somewhere out there and eager to get me, but at least the two suits from the 13th Precinct and their boss would no longer be on my back. Half a loaf is better than none any day.
Even the weather had taken a nice turn. Seasonably cold but sunny and no hint of the white stuff. I walked to work, whistling a few catchy tunes that I had caught over the years. Life's no bowl of cherries, that's for sure, but it does have its days.
I bounded up a few flights of stairs and then walked up the rest of the way. The landlord still hadn't fixed my sign but that was a small matter for now. “Hi ya, cutie,” I said to Dotty as I entered the office. Trouble was she wasn't there. Did some guy get lucky with her last night or was she too engrossed
