Channing took her foot off the brake and let the Prius whisper forward. “You know that guy?”
“He’s Virgil Osborne,” Nora muttered. “I’m not going to my apartment until I know if Winnie’s let him inside it.”
Swallowing hard, Channing guided the Prius out of the complex. She’d first heard Virgil’s full name last January, reviewing Nora’s life story with her in preparation for a deposition questioning her truthfulness.
From age fifteen to eighteen, Nora had shared an apartment with her mother. Patty-Jean Dockson’s boyfriend Virgil had moved in with them a couple of months before Nora turned eighteen. When Patty-Jean tired of him, she’d sought a temporary restraining order to force him out.
At the time of the deposition, Nora had worried that the attorney interrogating her would cite Patty
