CHAPTER TWENTY-TWOJessica
The sun was setting. I realized that my morning bagel and
granola bar lunch weren’t cutting it. I needed food now.
I saved my story, backed up my files, and shut down the laptop.
I’d spotted a few restaurants, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to go out. Room
service would be more expensive but possibly safer.
Thinking of the extra cost as a form of insurance, I phoned
down for a hamburger and side salad. The salad inflated the tab, but I really
needed to eat something healthy. I didn’t know how long I could afford to stay
here or how many chances at a healthy meal I’d get in the days to come.
I turned the TV back on and paced, tossing glances out the
window. The sun had slipped low enough to cast the street in blue-gray shadow.
Commuters scrambled past each
