Chapter 3Morning came and, with it, some relief. A few hours of sleep, a little bright morning sun, the city looking clean and refreshed, and my worries from the night before had dissipated. Oh sure, they were still there. It would be a long time before that feeling of fear and violation went away, but at least at the moment the world appeared to be a little safer.
I went through my usual routine, taking Cora out for a walk down to the lakefront and back, where—along the way—she did her usual business and checked her pee-mail at every bush and hydrant along the way. I ate a bowl of cereal. I showered and made the bed. I checked my e-mail, paranoia and suspicion causing me to wonder if there would be a strange message waiting for me, but there was nothing.
I was just about to head out the
