C9 Chapter 9

“Telling her my address won’t do any good. She won’t be able to find you. I’m happy to drive you home myself, once the attention has died down.”

Edna shook her head, partly to say no and partly to get herself to wake up. “No. I’m getting out of here.”

She darted toward the front door. She figured she only made it because he had been sitting down and holding a very expensive glass of wine