"Of course…well, except for Charlie. I have to be apt to speak to my husband if it emerges. I won't outright lie to him, even for you."
"Oh."
Better not confide her their occupant is, or was, a thief. Eve must have halted a slight too long, because Shirley cocked her head and gaped at her.
"Oh, no. It's nothing."
"Look, Eve, you can confide me anything. I won't reiterate it. I simply won't fib if it emerges. So ask yourself how inclined Charlie is to ask me what you wish to tell me. Particularly the day before Broadway's opening day. Unless the edifice is on fire, he won't be speculating of anything besides baseball."
Eve took a few moments to think it over and decided she could discuss about her job circumstance. That was a stable topic, for now.
