Chapter 35: The Man With The Gun

I worked through a low, sulky mood, though after the VIP treatment last night, Kingsley was a bit nicer to me. Per Kingsley's plan, I kept my head down and got to work, while making up my mind to tail Maggie after work and see if anything shook loose. When afternoon came and Maggie stepped out, I claimed I felt unwell and slipped off.  Kingsley shot me a curious look, probably wondering why my timing was so suspicious. I had no idea how to explain, so I muttered that I had a bad stomach, an...