Chapter ElevenRico left Jean's apartment a few minutes after she fell asleep and drove straight to Perry's apartment building. It was a clear moonlit night and the stars shone brightly above as he motored along through heavier than usual traffic for so late an hour. He opened the windows and let the cool breeze wash over his face. As jazz played on the IPod connected to his car stereo system, he wondered whether anyone had told Perry to expect him.
He got there a little after 1:00 a.m. The red Camaro Karen had described was parked out front. It was an older four-story building, solidly built but in need of a face lift. There was no security buzzer downstairs, so Rico checked for the apartment number on the board and went straight to Perry's apartment on the third floor. There was no eleva
