She had one hand on the wheel, the other holding the open file in her lap. She squinted , trying to read the numbers on the houses, some of which were only half-built, but it was too dark. She finally pulled over in front of a house with no lights on, and turned off the engine. She was about to get out when there was a sudden rap on her window. Jodie let out a frightened squeak. “Sorry,” Brian said, looking chagrined on the other side of the glass. “I thought you saw me.” Jodie slung her purse over her shoulder, picked up the file, and stepped out of the car. “You scared the crap out of me,” she said, with a nervous giggle. “Which is not to say that I scare easily.” “It’s my face, I know.” Brian rubbed his unshaven cheek. “I’ve been meaning to go out and buy a paper bag for my head.” “I hope you don’t mind me saying, Brian, but you look like shit.”
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