Chapter 10
Joan awakened again, this time with a resolve to get out of bed. She had awakened before, when Lee had gotten up, then gone back to sleep again, in a fitful sort of way. But now she looked at the clock, felt a slight tinge of guilt. It was time. She stretched her supple limbs, letting the blood stir through her. After a moment of dizziness, her head was clear. When her feet touched the floor, she did a quick series of knee-bends, then went to the bathroom. It was a daily ritual, one that took perhaps five minutes, and kept her shape. What coffee did for most people, exercise did for Joan Cushing.
Lee had left quite early. She wondered where he had gone, and what he had done with himself, knowing that his appointment with Hanley was at noon, which it was right now, looking at a
