Chapter 41 The Roach And The Insecticide

• GERALD
• The file came in and I pulled my computer closer to see what Smith had sent. His vacation wasn't an ordinary one and I knew that if Rosaline found out what I was doing behind her back, explaining would be a hard task to deal with. I scrolled through the information— everything that Smith had dug up on Harry, from his high school to college to every single job he'd done in his entire life.
• It was infuriating that everything seemed right and balanced until my eyes hit one of the rows and it occured to me that there was a gap in it. I cleared my throat and sat up. Something bubbled up within me— Joy, should I call it? It was a factor that backed up the fact that Harry had a roach, or infact, several roaches in this cupboard. Fortunately for him, I was an insecticide. A very potent one at that.