followed her back to Stratton.
Nancy was getting more and more nervous about her tattoo. Although she’d been planning to meet Del Priore Friday morning, she invited him for supper on Thursday, telling him his duty would be to prevent her from chickening out. Rocco Gatta noted his arrival at 5:45 p.m. and his departure at 10:30. Two confirmed sightings seemed enough. Gatta returned to New York the next morning and compiled his report. Frank Shea called Rob that night, which was Saturday morning in Hong Kong.
“I’ll fax you the full report early next week,” he said, “but here’s the headline: she is definitely seeing Del Priore. He was over there twice, and not during regular business hours. He was there last Saturday for several hours in the evening and again last night. He didn’t stay overnight.”
Rob received the news calmly. He thanked Frank for a job well done. He said they should try to get together socially the next time he came to New York. Then he called Bryna O’Shea.
“You’re not going to believe this,” he said, “but I think Nancy’s fucking the stereo boy.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The way she’s been acting,” he said. “I started to wonder. I started thinking there might be something going on. So I hired a private detective to surveil her.”
“You did what ?”
“I know it sounds melodramatic. But this fellow came highly recommended. Very experienced, very upscale. He’s in New York.”
“You’ve been having her followed?”
“Only for a week. It just ended.”
“Wasn’t that a little extreme?”
“I need to know what’s going on, Bryna. And I can’t trust Nancy to tell me. It’s now clear I can’t trust Nancy at all.”
“Wait, Rob. Let’s take it from the top. What’s this about a stereo boy?”
“The guy who just installed our new home theater at the house. He’s been back. Twice. After the installation was finished.”
“Maybe there’s a problem. Maybe the wiring?”
“There’s a problem, Bryna, but it’s not with the system. He comes over at dinnertime and he stays until late at night. Do you get what I’m saying? He’s still there after the kids have gone to bed. He’s there after Connie’s gone to bed. He’s there with Nancy, just the two of them.”
“Have you asked her about him?”
“What good would that do? She’ll only lie. Besides, I just found out. The detective just called me. Bryna, she’s having an affair.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I’ll tell you something else. They’ve been sending e-mails back and forth. I’ve been reading them.”
“How have you been doing that ?”
“Spyware. I hooked it up to her computer when I was up there in May. I know it’s wrong, but what was I going to do? I’m in Hong Kong and she’s balling some blue-collar asshole up there and I need to know what’s happening.”
“Are you sure that’s what’s happening?”
“I don’t have any videos of the two of them in bed together, but these e-mails are much too friendly and cute. And now I know for a fact that she’s seen him at least twice. In the house. At night. Bryna, don’t be naïve.”
“I’ve been called a lot of things, Rob, but never naïve. Okay, suppose it is true? What are you going to do about it?”
“What do you think I should do?”
“Ask her what the hell is going on.”
“But I can’t, don’t you see? I can’t tell her I put spyware on her computer. I can’t tell her I’ve been having her watched and followed.”
“Why not?”
“Because that would be the end of everything. If she finds out about that, the marriage is over.”
“Which you don’t want?”
“Of course I don’t. You know what I want. I want things back the way they used to be. I don’t even know why they went so wrong.”
“Well, you’ve got two choices, Rob: either confront her or don’t. But just sitting there tearing yourself up about it isn’t going to do anybody any good.”
“I don’t
Nancy was getting more and more nervous about her tattoo. Although she’d been planning to meet Del Priore Friday morning, she invited him for supper on Thursday, telling him his duty would be to prevent her from chickening out. Rocco Gatta noted his arrival at 5:45 p.m. and his departure at 10:30. Two confirmed sightings seemed enough. Gatta returned to New York the next morning and compiled his report. Frank Shea called Rob that night, which was Saturday morning in Hong Kong.
“I’ll fax you the full report early next week,” he said, “but here’s the headline: she is definitely seeing Del Priore. He was over there twice, and not during regular business hours. He was there last Saturday for several hours in the evening and again last night. He didn’t stay overnight.”
Rob received the news calmly. He thanked Frank for a job well done. He said they should try to get together socially the next time he came to New York. Then he called Bryna O’Shea.
“You’re not going to believe this,” he said, “but I think Nancy’s fucking the stereo boy.”
“What are you talking about?”
“The way she’s been acting,” he said. “I started to wonder. I started thinking there might be something going on. So I hired a private detective to surveil her.”
“You did what ?”
“I know it sounds melodramatic. But this fellow came highly recommended. Very experienced, very upscale. He’s in New York.”
“You’ve been having her followed?”
“Only for a week. It just ended.”
“Wasn’t that a little extreme?”
“I need to know what’s going on, Bryna. And I can’t trust Nancy to tell me. It’s now clear I can’t trust Nancy at all.”
“Wait, Rob. Let’s take it from the top. What’s this about a stereo boy?”
“The guy who just installed our new home theater at the house. He’s been back. Twice. After the installation was finished.”
“Maybe there’s a problem. Maybe the wiring?”
“There’s a problem, Bryna, but it’s not with the system. He comes over at dinnertime and he stays until late at night. Do you get what I’m saying? He’s still there after the kids have gone to bed. He’s there after Connie’s gone to bed. He’s there with Nancy, just the two of them.”
“Have you asked her about him?”
“What good would that do? She’ll only lie. Besides, I just found out. The detective just called me. Bryna, she’s having an affair.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I’ll tell you something else. They’ve been sending e-mails back and forth. I’ve been reading them.”
“How have you been doing that ?”
“Spyware. I hooked it up to her computer when I was up there in May. I know it’s wrong, but what was I going to do? I’m in Hong Kong and she’s balling some blue-collar asshole up there and I need to know what’s happening.”
“Are you sure that’s what’s happening?”
“I don’t have any videos of the two of them in bed together, but these e-mails are much too friendly and cute. And now I know for a fact that she’s seen him at least twice. In the house. At night. Bryna, don’t be naïve.”
“I’ve been called a lot of things, Rob, but never naïve. Okay, suppose it is true? What are you going to do about it?”
“What do you think I should do?”
“Ask her what the hell is going on.”
“But I can’t, don’t you see? I can’t tell her I put spyware on her computer. I can’t tell her I’ve been having her watched and followed.”
“Why not?”
“Because that would be the end of everything. If she finds out about that, the marriage is over.”
“Which you don’t want?”
“Of course I don’t. You know what I want. I want things back the way they used to be. I don’t even know why they went so wrong.”
“Well, you’ve got two choices, Rob: either confront her or don’t. But just sitting there tearing yourself up about it isn’t going to do anybody any good.”
“I don’t
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