Chapter 33
THE RAIN HAD STARTED FALLING AGAIN, pushed away by the slow wipers as Rory took a right on a wide cobblestone street and drove slowly along a line of older apartment buildings on both sides. It was still early but there were a few people on the street here, including a few children wearing clear plastic raincoats, running back and forth, laughing and splashing each other on the sidewalk.
"This is a Saturday, isn't it?"
Holly opened her mouth and hesitated, "Uhhh...yeah." Then she shook her head softly, "It's funny how you can lose track of something like that when you're running for your life."
Rory nodded, "I was thinking the same thing."
Leaning forward, Holly pointed to a gray brick building, up ahead on the left, "That would be Crista Willetts' apartment building up the
