32 ~ Suspicions

THE JOURNAL OF FRANCIS LEVERKUHN

Suddenly sundered from the awkward conversation with Wilson, I stood thinking in the bustle of the Grand Gallery, inspired to cut Wilson some slack: He had gone off with his girlfriend without a word to me. So, Irwin must have put him up to doing him a favor to get something out of me, but the suspicion I had shown to Wilson turned our encounter into an…