Chapter 9

Monday, May 3, 2010. Late Afternoon

So much for sleep. I tossed, turned and managed little more than a doze. I finally gave it up as a bad cause and got up. It took me only a few minutes to get together everything Paul and I would need for the memory recovery, and I still had a little over an hour to kill.

I grabbed Storm Front, the first Harry Dresden book by Jim Butcher. I loved the series and hoped that Harry could distract me.

It must have worked because I jumped when someone knocked at the door. The knock was loud and sounded urgent. I checked the time on my phone. 7:30. Paul, as usual, was punctual. I put aside the book and went to the door, checking at the peephole before unfastening the chain. Couldn’t be too careful these days.

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