Jenny got a text from Eric a minute before seven o’clock. Almost there. Pulling into your apartment complex now.
I’ll wait outside, she texted back. Tucking her phone into a handbag, which was little more than a black wallet on a long strap, she draped the bag over her head and arm, and made sure it rested on her hip where she could keep it within reach. It was small, barely big enough to fit her iPhone, her driver’s license, a credit card, and a folded up ten dollar bill, but she managed to squeeze in her house key, as well, after taking it off her keychain. She wouldn’t need the rest of the keys, anyway, the ones to the office or her car, at least not for the night. With a final check in the mirror to ensure her eye makeup was perfect, her teeth free of lipstick, and her hair still in p
