“Just call me if the car leaves before I get there.”
“How long will you be?”
“About fifteen minutes.”
“Okay, I’ll stay downstairs until you arrive. But if it is much longer, I really need to go to bed soon. And I won’t be able to see anything from my bedroom.”
“I understand. I’ll be there right away. Thanks again.”
“You’re welcome, Mrs. Battman.”
Summer hung up the call, then looked out over the courtyard of her apartment complex. A huge fountain shot water in the air almost as high as her third-floor apartment. Summer always marveled at the engineering of the fountain so that water never splashed beyond the borders of the fountain, even when it was breezy outside. The soothing sounds of the water spray lulled her to sleep on many nights.
She had only a few minutes to think. Now tha
