Footsteps on the stairs were fast enough but too heavy to be Connor’s. I looked out the window to see a police van. A police woman came out the block and eventually Connor was coming in, slowly followed by her. Some young man was being taken off in the van. A Mears man, the landlord’s repairman, subsequently left in his van. Finally the community policeman left. I was going to take a look later when I noticed in reflection from the windows opposite there was a light on in Connor’s. He was in. I’d find out later what it was about.
I didn’t, however, see Connor in the following week unless the back of the young man going down the street was his.
I’ve met Connor in the street. The same evil neighbours who had Yvann evicted had called the police in on him. The police had broken into his flat and, finding marijuana, had arrested him who is to be evicted in four weeks.