Suddenly, Heath and I were in the parking garage preparing to enter Tremayne Towers four weeks earlier. I was about to meet Tremayne for the first time. My near-death moment replayed on the screen for me in living color showing the parking garage, dimly lit as always. Two people emerged from a red car, and I realized it was me in the foreground. Heath was on the other side of the car. I turned away from the car, and then I twirled and dipped to retrieve my purse. At that precise moment, when I ducked, Heath went down. On the video, in the dimness of the parking garage, I could hardly see the bolt, but I certainly could see Heath go down when the bolt hit him in the chest. I was glad that there was no sound to go with it. Heath would have been screaming right about then.
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