“Julius said, “I was hoping this evening would end somewhat differently.” Grace met his eyes in the mirror, aware that her emotions were all over the place. Among other things she was experiencing an irrational urge to laugh. It was the adrenaline, she thought, or, rather, the aftereffects. The fierce rush of biochemicals that had flooded her bloodstream during the course of the assault in the garage was fading, leaving her shaky and unnerved. She was pretty sure that Julius had to be bu...zzed on similar discordant sensations but if that was true, he was doing a much better job of concealing it. More practice, maybe. The camouflage of calm control was not quite perfect, however. She was sure she could detect a little ice and fire in his eyes. They were standing side by side at the twin sinks in the master bath of Julius’s condo. The police had taken their statements, arrested the knife man and departed.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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