Sub-Thread - The Night-Watchman

[BMR]

O'Malley stands as you do and says:

"Right you are then, sir. Do... do you need me to accompany you back to the firm?"

[StillClimbing]

"No. I'll go alone." T'ya-gahst says. Then in a gentler voice, "Rest up. I expect we still need our night-watchman"

[BMR]

O'Malley follows you to the door while saying:

"Well, if you're absolutely sure then, sir. I'll leave you to it. I'll be sure to report in later tonight. Oh, and... give Miss Westley my condolences. I know they were... 'close', I suppose I should leave it at that."

[StillClimbing]

In mid-step over the thresh-hold, T'ya-gahst freezes. He whirls around, "Close? Whaddya mean by that that? Have they been working together?"

[BMR]

O'Malley looks a bit uncomfortable, but continues and says:

"Well... no... They weren't working together per say..."

(you can almost hear the misused word in per se, he mus have picked it up somewhere among the more educated members of the firm)

"They were... how do I put it delicately... romantically? involved? Her father doesn't know though, but it's a bit of an open secret with some of the staff. Would cause a bit of a scandal, I'd imagine, what with her being the boss's only daughter, and the age gap between them. I feel sorry for her, having to act business as normal just to hide the fact."

[StillClimbing]

"Oh......." T'ya-gahst has never had a romantic thought in his life. Perhaps his strongest affections have been those devoted to the acquisition and hoarding of knowledge. "Uhhh... yes... poor child. Sorry for... hmm...." he fidgets uncomfortably, adjusts his hat and steps out.

[BMR]

You leave the man behind and head on out. There isn't much else to see in the area, though you do find that there are a few staring at you in what you suppose they hope is an inconspicuous manner. Mostly it's children, but there are a few adults as well.

Are you heading back to the firm, or doing your own investigations elsewhere?