"Where are we going?" Davey asked.
After Frankie left, Larry returned and led Davey to the elevators. "Your place," said Larry. But they stopped on the twelfth floor.
Larry showed Davey to a room--a fully furnished apartment with kitchenette, bathroom, bedroom and sitting room.
"Whose place is this?" Davey asked, wondering how soon he'd be able to go home and change out of his callgirl masquerade.
"It's yours now, Dee Dee. Packy is bringing your stuff from the Village." Larry smiled. "Boss wants you close, in case he needs some reading done in the middle of the night, you know?"