Chapter 8
With Roxie at the reception desk, Matt’s day was uneventful and quiet, to say the least. No phone calls came through, no reporters hovered around the edges of the pool, no one harassed him in the locker room. The only excitement of the day was a young boy who climbed the high dive trying to impress his friends, but chickened out at the last second and refused to jump. Matt spent twenty hairy minutes talking him down off the diving board. When five o’clock rolled around, Matt was more than ready to lock up the pool and head home.
No one waited for him in the parking lot behind the gym, but Matt was careful not to head straight to the apartment, just in case he was being followed. Being paranoid, you mean, he chided himself. But if it kept his private life out of the papers, and
