Subject: Checking on Robin Where: Bridge Theatre, Lower Pitt Street Who: Harry Fisher Warnings: None Open to: Robin, the other boys
With Vivian asleep, and hopefully now recovering from her own exciting evening, Harry shut the door carefully behind himself, he made his way down the corridor, thinking hard about what he had been told. It was true though, patrons came here because of certain boys, and unless those boys were to leave, Harry doubted those loyal patrons would abandon the Theatre. Of course, considering Slater's recent unwelcome visit, it was possible the old bastard was planning something, but Harry could not guess what. Unless, of course, Slater was going to give the names of Harry's customer base to the press, or their wives, he could not see what harm could be done.
Still, he best no think about it too hard now. Robin was not well, and that should be his concern. He knocked on the boy's door, wondering if Robin was still asleep, or had not yet drifted off. "Robin?" He called, waiting for the boy to answer before letting himself in.