Karen.
The salad was filling and I was glad I came to eat at the cafeteria with nosy Valery.
" Hello, Karen Hunter," A voice said and looked up. I tried to place the face but I couldn't.
" Robert Wilson, Wilde's stylist?" He said trying to refresh my memory.
I remembered him and shook his hand. I noticed that I had never seen him with Oscar.
" I heard you are his mistress now. What apartment are you at?" He asked me, feeling a bit gossipy.
" I beg your pardon?" I asked and he pulled a chair out and sat down.
" Your apartment? You know, The space allocated to you so you can do the dirty." He said winking at me.
" He gave me one, but it was trashed by werewolves," I said trying to gauge his reaction.
" Were they after the boss?" He asked and I knew then that he knew.
" So which on
