the last thing i remembered , he was running . he retrieved his phone from under a pillow and dialed his apartment . `` no , i decided i 'd better talk to my sister about it instead . - might as well hand it straight over to mrs w. do the decent thing and pay it into the business ? a newspaper lay on the glass-topped coffee table . i squint my eyes open , trying to focus in the dark room . so stop sobbing and do something ! 