Chapter Five
It was cold, and it was already close to dark as she approached her building, seeing the stairwell outside and her living room window, which faced the courtyard. The lamp in the living room was on, since there was just something about walking into a darkened house that had always bothered her, though she’d been unwilling to admit to herself that she was scared.
“Alison, is that you?”
She turned and took in the white Volvo, then realized it was Bennett stepping out. He closed the door and locked it, wearing a dark bomber jacket, and he ran his hand over his short dark hair as he walked over to her.
“Hi, what are you doing here?” she said.
“I live here,” he replied, gesturing at the building.
In that moment, it seemed the stars had suddenly aligned. As he strode up beside
