Chapter 5Josh woke at his usual five a.m. Apparently being on the West Coast simply wasn’t working its way into his biorhythms. He showered, and slipped out of the condo. He exchanged a wave with the now-familiar shelter cook going in the back door just as Josh passed. The bit of routine helped ground him in the quiet city, it made him feel a little more as if he belonged.
Which was a welcome change, because nothing about last night fit into any sort of a coherent reality. Normal guys didn’t spend a long quiet evening chatting with a supermodel. For the life of him, he couldn’t recall what they’d talked about.
Maybe his nervous system was still in overwhelm.
He’d headed up the ten blocks of the First Avenue grade and tried to get his brain working again. Every time he did, he simply tho
