Таинственная история Билли Миллигана

           WhenMilliganleft,Coderdecidedhe’dkeepaclosewatchonhim.TherehadbeenasharpincreaseinburglariesintheChanningwayandWilliamsburgSquareapartments.Allindicationswerethatwhoeverwasdoingithadamasterkey.

           JohnWymergotacallfromamaintenancemanwhohadbeenhiredaboutthesametimeasMilliganwas.ThemansaidhefeltWymershouldknowaboutMilligan.Wymeraskedhimtocometotheoffice.

           "Ifeelbadaboutdoingthis,"themansaid,"butthatguy’saweirdo."

           "Whatdoyoumean?"

           "He’sbeenbuggingthegirlsattherentaloffice."

           "By‘bugging,’doyoumeanbotheringor—"

           "I’mtalkingaboutelectronicbugging."

           "Oh,comeonnow."

           "Imeanit."

           "Doyouhaveproof?"

           Themanlookedaroundtheroomnervously."Milligantoldmehimself.Andthenherepeated,almostwordforword,aconversationIhadintherentalofficewithCarolandSharon.Itwasjustthethreeofus,talkingabouthowinhighschoolalmosteveryonediddrugs.Stufflikethat.Healsosaidwhenthegirlswerealone,theyuseddirtierlanguagethanguysinalockerroom."

           Wymertappedhisfingersonthedeskthoughtfully."WhywouldBillydosuchathing?"

           "HesaidhehadenoughonSharonandCarolthatifhegotfired,he’dtakethemwithhim.