She stepped out onto the porch with her suitcase and ran her eye up and down the street. Would she be shot or abducted? Or simply followed? She tried to memorize every make and color of car in sight as she hauled her suitcase down the stairs. Her legs shook beneath her. No one appeared to follow once she turned onto the big street, but that didn’t mean they weren’t there. It meant she’d been fooled. She’d been fooled before. She tried Josh again, then Carrie. Still nothing. She was unnerved, shaking, on the verge of tears as she drove. She wanted to call Nick, but he would just go bananas on her, and at this point, there was nothing he could do. She might as well proceed with her day’s agenda. Ditch that damned rental before it bled her dry. She called a cab as soon as she started in on the paperwork at the rental place, and told it to meet her at a nearby intersection that was a couple of blocks the wrong way down a one-way street.
