Between the blood pounding in Sarah's ears and the fact that she had been in the office for long enough to feel comfortable, she was not keeping her ear peeled for noises anymore. As a result, she had no idea that anyone else had arrived until the connecting door into Clara's and Helen's shared office swung open. All she had time to do was drop the storage unit key into her skirt pocket and nudge the drawer shut with her hip before she could turn to face the door.
Clara stood in the doorway, looking as if all her dreams had come true at once. "Sarah."
"Oh," she said dumbly. "Hi, Clara."
"What are you doing?" Clara scanned the room suspiciously, but there was nothing to see. Thank God she had not found the 102 Massachusetts file, or it would be still sitting in plain view on the desk rig
