Chapter 13Sweet as Homemade Sin
I had a lot of things on my mind, but not so many that I was unaware I was being tailed.
Traffic was what it was on a Thursday night, and he was at least a block and a half behind me, but I spotted him. If I didn’t have all my years’ experience, maybe I wouldn’t have. He wasn’t half bad.
Who had the balls to follow me? I made it just difficult enough for him not to get suspicious.
When I turned into the parking pavilion of Washington Hospital, he switched off his headlights and drove after me. When I headed for the below-ground parking, he slowed, letting the distance between us grow.
A van started to back out, and I whipped my Dodge around it in a move my tail-er wouldn’t be expecting. The driver of the van, flustered, stepped on the gas instead of the
