TWENTY-FOUR
Beth left her car on the fourth floor of the long term parking garage at Los Angeles International Airport. She pulled her luggage to the nearby elevator and went down one floor. She walked to her left as directed when she got out of the elevator, and then let the key fob do the rest. She hit a button and the lights of a Chevy Malibu rental car flashed two aisles away.
Beth lifted her large suitcase in the trunk and then slid a compartment open and withdrew the small handgun. She had never been shopping for a g*n in her life and had no idea what she wanted. She only knew that with Alexandros coming after her with maiming or torturing in mind, she wasn’t going down without a fight. It was shocking how easy it had been. No one wanted to know why she needed it, they were simply
