Chapter 88: Yvonne

Friday. Grimaldi Place, Chevy Chase, MD.

YVONNE WOKE WITH A start to the sound of something thudding against the hardwood next to her bed. She sat up, clutching the comforter to her chest, and blinked across the dim room at the hulking shadow hunched over at the side of her bed.

"Shit, sorry," the shadow muttered.

Heart racing, it took a moment for the voice to register.

She knew that voice.

"Nolan?" She reached over and clicked on the bedside lamp.

"Sh." He glanced back at the door.

The floor creaked out in the hall.

Someone was there.

Nolan braced his hand on the mattress and leaned toward her, mouthing more than whispering, "Doug might have seen me."

Yvonne glanced at the clock.

She'd gone through so many time zones her body didn't know what time it was.

Eight.