Chapter 11

“Are you home?” he asked in lieu of “Hi.”

“Yeah.”

“Would you mind if I came up? Just for a minute. I have something to show you.”

“Sure. Of course. No problem.” My heart disagreed. It was beating a thousand times a minute. “I just called you.” Shit! Why had I said that?

“Signal problems. I’m on the train. Anything important?”

“It can wait until you get here.”

“Good deal. Then I’ll see you in a little bit.”