Chapter 152

• She stared in dismay at the closed blinds. Cursing silently, she looked for an opening, but the only things she saw were the notches in the Venetian blinds for the guide strings. One of the slats had a triangular chip missing from one of these notches. It was higher than she could look through, but she had an idea. She pulled out her cell, turned on its camera, and set it to video. Starting the recording, she lifted the phone up and carefully placed it against the window's surface. She silently nudged it upward until the camera lens lined up with the small triangular hole in the blinds.
• The picture was blurry, and she was about to give up when the image suddenly focused sharply on the desk inside. She stared in shock at the cell's screen.
• Holy Fuck!