The setup was better than Claire could have hoped for. She’d studied the schematic of the apartment Jasmine had provided, and she’d fretted over the exposure the master bedroom offered. She understood that it didn’t have to happen in the bedroom, but equally understood that would be the safest place. It’s hard to hide a weapon when you’re naked.
The setup was better When Tad flipped on the overhead light in the little room at the back of the apartment, Claire fought back a wave of elation. There was a disheveled king-sized bed that nearly filled the room, flanked on each side by a pair of nightstands on which rested a pair of mismatched lamps. A monstrous, flat-screened TV took up most of the opposite wall, and was the same size as the one in the living room. Apparently, Tad enjoyed his
