Chapter 75 Someone Wants Me Out Of The Way
- Angel.
- I slid my hands inside my coat pocket as I stepped out onto my porch. The morning air was cold and fresh so I decided to take a walk to work, instead of getting a cab like I had originally planned.
- Leaves rustled at my ankles as I walked, the wind rustling them. The sky was a dull gray, and there was the scent of damp pavement in the air.