It should have been a sweet reunion, but I was edgy and she definitely took notice. I picked her up at Logan. She offered to take a cab, but I couldn’t wait to see her. I needed to be close to her, hoping her presence would be enough to ground me. In just a few hours, I was going to commit my first and last drug deal. No matter where I was—working at Lithio Systems or driving Anna home from the airport—it seemed I was still in the alley with Roy. I’d doubled my dose of Adderall to try to get through my workday, but that didn’t help me focus. I was so jacked up on adrenaline, I’d apparently taken in every vivid detail of the alley, memorized each possible escape route with startling clarity, soldering the information into my mind until I couldn’t look at a street without seeing where the deal would go down. “You shouldn’t have come to pick me up, sweetie,” Anna said. “What time is your train?” “It’s not until nine,” I said. “But I’ve missed you and thought we could get at least a few hours together before I have to go.”
