It was almost one in the morning when Dana finally arrived at Bethany’s. She hadn’t visited the apartment before and didn’t really know what it was like, but she expected a cluster of small buildings in a gated community, perhaps, huddled together off the highway. She knew Bethany lived “upstairs,” whatever that meant, so in her mind she pictured a building similar to the dorm room they had shared the past two years.
But the name of the complex should’ve clued her in. Fairlane Towers consisted of three long, tall high-rises that wouldn’t have looked out of place in New York City. Dana craned her neck as she slowed the car, trying to see to the top of the buildings, but they disappeared into the cloudy night sky. It took a good ten minutes of circling around before she figured out which bu
