The Greenwich Apartments (1986)
The Greenwich Apartments
“She was solicitous but quiet. I got comfortable on the couch in the front room—books, the Saturday papers I’d missed, my pills and eyedrops, wine and TV—all to hand. We ate a salad for lunch; some wine and pain-killers made me feel woozy.
‘I’m going over to Bondi,’ Helen said. ‘Talk to some of the people in the flats, see what goes on.’ ‘I’ll come with you.’ She shook her head. ‘You’d be asleep by the end of Glebe Point Road. Take it easy, I won’t be long. There was a message from Mr Wise on the machine. Want to hear it?’ ‘Sure.’ She moved the phone and the recorder closer to me and jiggled her keys. ‘Don’t get up, will you?’ ‘Only for nature.’ She kissed me on my stubbled cheek. ‘I’d like to hear about this case when I get back. I’m interested, Cliff.’ ‘Okay. Hope the flat’s good. What I was going to say when you left yesterday was that maybe I could move. I don’t have to live in Glebe.’ She smiled; when Helen smiles she looks even smarter than when she’s not smiling.
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