Chapter 12

“Are you ready?” I asked.

“I sure am,” Melissa said. “Let’s go.”

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Wednesday, earlier that week…

The first thing I did when I came into the apartment was throw my briefcase and suit jacket onto the couch and go into the kitchen to grab a beer out of the refrigerator. I looked around the kitchen. One thing about living in an apartment was that you had so few windows, and those that were there were usually in the living room or a bedroom, that’s the way most were built. I’d gotten lucky on this one; it was a corner apartment, so there were two sides with windows. Unfortunately, the kitchen was not on one of those walls.