Chapter 10 Chapter Ten

• Alex closed the apartment door harder than necessary and dropped his keys into the dish with enough force to make them skid across the ceramic.
• The place was dark except for the city glow bleeding through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He did not turn on the lights. Jacket first, then the shirt still carrying the faint scent of her skin and the dust of that storage room. He left both on a chair and walked to the kitchen, poured water, and drank half of it standing at the counter.
• She had left.