Chapter Five
Paisley
The following morning, I tiptoed down the stairs, pausing at the bottom and holding my breath as I listened for any motion in the kitchen. There wasn't a peep, so I finally mustered up the courage to peek into the kitchen. Finding no sign of Russell, I hustled outside.
After I climbed into my car, I realized he must have arrived last night after I'd gotten here. I experienced a stab of disappointment that he didn’t know what kind of vehicle I owned. Seeing as we worked together and parked in the same parking lot, I knew what he drove. But maybe there was more to it than that. I tried to think if I knew what any other people drove. I’d recognize Maisie’s vehicle because I'd seen her arrive. Aside from that, I was only familiar with Russell's truck. What did that mean
