Chapter Seventeen
Feeling a little more confident, Lisa peeled off the spandex workout shorts and the tank top she was wearing. She slipped on the pair of jeans that had been hanging on the hook and pulled a white blouse closed around her little breasts. She shouldered the leather holster and slipped the Glock under her left arm. Lisa took her shield from her bag and clipped it onto her belt and then covered everything up with a light woolen jacket. Lisa placed the second loaded magazine into her jacket pocket. She threw the leather bag back into the locker and hoisted the satchel containing all of her files; the evidence she had gathered with Emily’s help. She took a steadying breath, then moved toward the door and slipped quietly out into the dark hallway.
When Jenny drifted up from th
