Chapter 11
Keir slipped out the back door and pocketed the spare key he kept hidden in a flower pot. It was better to be certain no one would get in uninvited. He walked behind the row of condos until he reached the next block, then moved out to the street. The wind had strengthened, spitting icy rain in sharp bursts. Hiding his face from the sting, he hunched his shoulders and lowered his head.
As he walked to his appointment, he tried maintaining a steady, resolute pace in the hope it would boost his confidence. It didn’t. His sense of dread billowed out the closer he got to his goal. Some hero!
At the church, he hesitated outside the arched double doors. He could still turn back, couldn’t he?
Not if he wanted to live with himself.
He wavered until a crack of thunder spurred him to
