[MaC] An Almighty Row

[Heather Mace]

>>>
>>>Marjorie stood up from her chair and moved to the
>>>top of the stairs.
 >>
>>>"Mrs. Evans?" she called down.  "Is your cat all
>>>right?"
>>
>>There was no reply. 
> 
> 
> "Well, thank God somebody had the sense to take care
> of that damn cat," Nicola said, taking the last drag
> off her cigarette. "At least one good thing's happened
> tonight," she added, mostly to herself as she stubbed
> out the butt in a nearby ashtray.

"Mrs. Evans?" Marjorie called down again, looking
worried.  She glanced over at the rest of the room
nervously, then started down the steps to the lower
floor of the penthouse.  "Mrs. Evans!? Are you all
right?!"