CHAPTER 10
A RUMBLE OF thunder jolted me awake. It was still dark outside, so I couldn’t have been asleep for long. Rain pounded on the roof and clattered against the window that overlooked the parking lot. When I rolled over, Emmy was standing in front of it, staring through the glass.
“Can’t you sleep either?” I asked.
“Not when I’m on a job. I can’t stay out for more than a couple of hours.”
“Don’t you get tired?”
“I cope.”
Something in her tone told me she didn’t, not really.
“Do you spend much time on jobs?”
She shrugged. “Half my life.”
“What about the rest of it?”
“I work in the office. Go to meetings. Train. Keep fit.”
I shoved my feet into the Converse I’d left next to the bed, then stood next to her. The rain was falling in sheets, illuminated by the pink neon sign of
