Kelly's street was quiet.
Late enough that the few people still out were moving with purpose, not looking at anything they didn't need to look at.
The streetlights threw orange pools onto the pavement at intervals and the spaces between them were dark.
Somewhere a few blocks over a car alarm went off for three seconds and then stopped like it had thought better of it.
Liam stood in front of her door.
'I didn't want to come here,' he thought. 'But she wasn't going to stop until I did.' He glanced back down the corridor the way he had come. Empty. 'At least I know I wasn't followed. Silent Stride the whole way to here.'
He knocked.
Footsteps from inside. Light and quick.
The door opened.
Miss Kelly stood in the doorway in a light blue nightwear gown, the top thin enough that her nipples pressed clearly through the fabric, dark and visible, her chest rising and falling with her breathing.
