She jumped at his voice, having totally missed his coming out the door in her distraction. Jesus kid. You scared the hell out of me. She kneels down to look him in the eye What do you want to eat? I doubt this place has room service, but I think I saw a vending machine when we came in last night. T...

They wern't back in Boston, but at least they were out of New York. They had settled into a small cabin motel somewhere around Southport, Connecticut. She stood on the small porch of the cabin, leaned against the corner post, smoking a cigarette, fighting the urge to run out into the trees and hunt...