Chapter 1382

• Bookmarked-
• Gina sat in her bed and tried to read High Window. She’d devoured the novel many times before, but familiarity didn’t stop her from rereading her favorite works. Tonight, however, the words blurred in front of her eyes. She could only see the man in the store—his name was Andrew Martin. He’d written that on the bookmark. She toyed with the slim piece of stiff blue paper. Should she call him? What would she say?
• She reached for the phone. Put it down. Picked it up.