A look of confusion passed her face, but for only a moment.“I had to think,” she said with a nervous laugh. “I’ve been living with a family fo... the last 15 years.”“She means a cult,” Chuck said. “She’s been deprogrammed. And it was a battle.”“That’s true,” she said, her old smile arriving right on schedule. “I’ve been able to see the light. I’m so glad they got me the hell out of there.”“Where was that?” I pressed on.“Idaho,” she said. “Down in the southwest corner of the state on a big piece. “Wait, what? Did something bad happen?”“No, no, I just… wanted to ask what’s been going on lately.”“As in… ‘what have you been up to’ or ‘your attitude has changed’?” I inquired.“The second one,” she flatly said. “I just… I dunno, I’m kinda noticing things about you. You’ve been kinda distant lately, we’re hardly having lunch together anymore and-”“I told you, I’m just taking more lunches with Ms. Wagner now,” I explained. “It’s not like I’m ignoring you, I just need help with classes and. ..After a year or two as Night Porter in a luxury block, you develop an ear for different kinds of nocturnal life, even hushed voices being easy to hear in the deep silence of the small hours. You pass a certain flat twice on your rounds, and hear the same old argument repeating itself. That's alcohol. You hear totally incoherent, scrambled speech, with odd breaks. That's d**gs.Well, Flat 17 was on d**gs tonight. I'd noticed it with some surprise, just before going down to the courtyard to. " There was a long pause. "Forrest, you know I hate to say this, but I'm glad Rick has passed on. He had no real life. For the last few months, it was as if I didn't know him anymore. Then I had that fiasco that you were instrumental in getting me out of. He said he forgave me, but I don't know." How is Trudy taking his death? She loved him." I know she did. We spoke a few minutes ago. She is taking it well. She claims it was just a job, but I know differently. I am going to do something for.