“We meet again,” Rory said when Beth Garland got off the elevator at eight-thirty the next morning. He was at the lobby door, as if he’d just entered the building. Of course, he didn’t tell her he’d been there for the last half hour, waiting for her to appear. In the process, he’d seen several of the other tenants and spoken to a couple of them in passing.
Beth seemed surprised, but not unhappily so. “Are you coming or going?” she asked.
“Coming. I haven’t done any grocery shopping yet, so I went out to grab something to eat. Is there a grocery store anywhere close?”
“Yes. About a mile from here, down Speer. You can’t miss it.”
“Thanks. Off to work?”
She nodded. “Hopefully it’ll be better than yesterday.”
“What do you do, if you don’t mind my asking?”
“I’m a secretary. How about you
