Rochelle was gone. He looked for her in the warehouse but she was nowhere to be found, nor was her car in the parking lot. He wondered if her leaving was what woke him, or had she left some time in the night? The morning sun was shining through the office windows as Rochelle arrived back at the warehouse. Chris saw that it was shortly before eight o'clock. “Where did you take off to?” he asked. “I shot home to check on mom and took a quick shower.” Chris thought maybe she had regretted spending the night with him. But then he remembered—Mikhail would be here this morning, and here she stood, made fresh again, for her other lover. Before Chris could inquire any further, a silver Cadillac sedan pulled into the warehouse along with a freight truck that was backing up to the dock. Chris chambered a round into his Glock .45 and tucked it in the front of his jeans, then pulled his cotton tee shirt down over the gun.
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