Chapter 116 Under The Car

• The next day, the deep, rhythmic sound of Martha's sedan faded into the distance, absorbed by the suburban morning atmosphere. Quin listened to the empty silence that returned to the house. She looked at her watch. Brunch with the girls would take at least three hours. It was a golden opportunity not to be wasted.
• In a second, she turned the deadbolt of the back door until it clicked shut.
• Everything was ready.