Up at
five, dressed and ready to leave by six she stopped to look around the
apartment feeling as if she were forgetting something. Her brows furrowed and her lips pursed while
she tapped her chin with her finger.
‘Hmmm.’
Down the
hall a faint creak was heard and she tilted her head to listen, not sure if she
heard something or if it was just the building making its old building noises. A random thought wondering why she had moved
into an apartment where a murder had been committed meandered its way through
her mind.
‘Ah, yes, cheap
rent!’
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