Chapter 5
Alistair MacCraig’s Apartment
Thursday, April 8, 2010
3:49 a.m.
Alistair tossed and turned in the bed. His depressed musings had been keeping him awake since Tuesday.
Aggravated, he switched on the light and flung his body out of bed. He walked to his desk in the living room to search for his phone. He turned it on and scrolled for Sophia’s and Gabriela’s photos.
A long time passed while he caressed each photo and thought about what he was going to say to her when they finally met again.
He went back to bed and turned off the lamp on the bedside table. His desolate thoughts got worse in the dark. He exhaled slowly, expelling all the air from his lungs.
Half an hour later, he rose again and walked back to the living room. This time he turned on the TV and started to flip t
