I must have eventually passed out, but I didn’t know when. I had a fitful night's sleep. I kept waking up nervous, my heart p.umping, and then found it hard to latch back onto slumber.
I wanted to know what was going on. I wanted it to be morning already so that I could find out for myself.
I replayed the night, again and again, noting what I could have done better for next time and retracing my steps. I was convinced that I left no evidence, but that did little to quell my nerves, or maybe it was lingering adrenaline coursing through me.
Finally, dull light filtered through the windows, and even though my body felt tired and protested my dragging it out of bed, my mind was fully awake.
I f.orced myself to take time showering to ensure there was no lingering trace of blood on me. I als
