#Chapter 100

Warren

Evelyn isn't coming.

It's half past ten and she's still at her apartment while I'm waiting in the parking lot for her.

I dial her number for the seventh time, listen to it ringing, and then get sent to voicemail.

Just as I'm about to enter the building, a car pulls into the driveway and stops with a screech. The blaring horn deafens my ears and I'm close to strangling whoever it is.

Grinch steps out wearing shades. His tall muscular physique is clad in a blue button shirt and black slacks. His eyes look back at his car and catch me in the periphery. In a...