December 20, 1972, 11:00 p.m. - Woodlands 13th Floor, Glinda West’s apartment -
Wolve kicks down the door to Glinda’s apartment. “You’re pretty good at that,” Briar Rose pats Wolve on the back and steps past him into the apartment.
“Now, what the fuck was that for?” Glinda West turns on the light, crossing her arms as she stares as Briar and Wolve. “Haven’t you heard of knocking? I’d have answered the damn door.”
“I can have someone fix it,” Wolve shrugs.
“You better.”
Briar Rose steps further into the apartment. “Are you going to tell us what was going on that night?”
Glinda heaves an annoyed sigh and sits on her couch. “You know, I would have just talked to Hare directly if he asked.”
Wolve nods. “He doesn’t know I’m here.”
“Oh?” Glinda raises her eyebrows. “I already told the police everything. Well, except for the blood. So, when he asks, you can tell him I left him out of it.”
“What blood?” Briar Rose sits down in front of her. Wolve sits next to Briar and repeats her question.
Glinda crosses her arms. “Cock Robin was bleeding. Hare beat him, I think. That’s what he told me. He had just come from the Rabbit Hole and asked me to meet him at the Hotel. I don’t know what happened,” she looks at Wolve. “I figured he would have told you that, seeing as you’re the one who’s supposed to clean up this mess. But that’s it. He was beaten and waving a gun around and yelling about something. I left as soon as we got there.”
“Hare didn’t mention that,” Wolve huffs. “And he doesn’t know you were with him. But he will now. I’ll be sure to tell him you left him out of it,” Wolve stands up.
“You broke down my door for that?” Glinda rolls her eyes.
“I like to make an entrance,” Wolve smiles sarcastically.
“Here,” Briar Rose sets down Glinda’s other earring on her coffee table.
Glinda takes the earring without saying anything, and Wolve motions for Briar to leave with him. “Don’t forget to fix my door,” Glinda calls after them. “Asshole,” she says under her breath.
Briar and Wolve walk out of the apartment, and Wolve sets Glinda’s door upright and shoves it back into place. “I’ve got to go get a screwdriver.”
Briar nods and follows him down the hall. “You aren’t actually going to talk to Hare, are you?”
Wolve is silent and continues walking down the hall.