An Informant

Chapter 48

Derek sat alone at the long table, finishing a very nice stew and brooding on his solitude. Victory lay at his feet, her soft cry distracting and her low scratches on the cold floor occasionally distracting Derek. And reminding him too that Victory was patiently waiting l for a scrap of meat. The car had grown a bit accustomed and familiar with him after that night he had fed her, and though he hated to admit it, he found his new acquaintance comforting and he saw it as another milestone in getting closer to his unwilling and stubborn wife. Derek wondered how she would feel when she found out that her precious baby Victory was now finding comfort in her enemy's company, the thought harnessed a chuckle from Derek.

Most times he enjoyed the peaceful quiet, but at other times like now, he almost wished he had remained at his parents' home instead of moving to this cold, empty house. He missed the warmth of his family, of good talk and companionship. He did not even have Harvey