Setting Traps
Brooklyn, New York
All the way home Lisa thought about how to handle Tom. She couldn’t just kill him. She had to find a way to get her mother safe first. Lisa got off the elevator, and took her time getting to the door, making sure to wear a frown as she entered.
“What’s the matter with you?” Tom asked.
She dropped her purse in the chair by the door. “They came to the office today. They interrogated me.”
“Who did?”
“The cops. Three of them.” She ran to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. “I’m scared.”
“Don’t worry about it,” Tom said. “They question everyone when something like this happens.”
The girl came out of the bedroom, naked, and looking puzzled. “When something like what happens? What happened?”
“Go back to the room,” Tom said. “You come out when I tell
