Chapter 16
Allison put her BMW in gear and mindlessly drove toward home. Her heart raced and she loosened the top buttons of her shirt to cool off. With her left hand on the steering wheel, she grabbed a hair scrunchie from the storage compartment next to her seat. At the first stoplight, she pulled her long black hair up off her neck and twisted it into a knot on top of her head. Tears moistened her eyes, and she had to wipe them away with her sleeve to see to drive.
Her thoughts were focused on Sean’s message. She wanted to see what time Sean sent her that voice mail. She was formulating a plan, although things were still sketchy.
When she arrived home twenty minutes later, Allison parked the car and hurried toward her condo. Once inside, she headed straight for the kitchen. She grabb
