Chapter 9

• Susan drove slowly to the address Leo had given her, and tried to figure out where her life was headed when she was making decisions like this. When she'd planned to move, this was the last thing she'd ever thought of doing, and yet here she was, making a delivery for Leo Spencer. She gripped the steering wheel, her knuckles white from the pressure. The hum of the engine seemed louder in the dead silence of her anxiety.
• The address he'd given was a car wash. Something Susan found very weird, but as she thought about it she realized that it was actually a good cover. No one would expect that anything shady would be going on in a place like this, and with her being the delivery person, well, no one would suspect her either.
• She glanced at the brown, sealed package next to her handbag on the passenger seat and looked away immediately. It just sat there, taunting her with its mysterious weight. Never in her entire life did she think that she'd one day be terrified of a damn box, but yet here she was. She wanted to know the contents of the box and yet she also didn't want to know. She'd spent the previous night thinking about it, and only managed to get an hour of sleep, which had left her grumpy the entire day. Thankfully, it was sealed so well that she couldn't open it without ripping the entire thing apart, and so she didn't have to make the decision of looking into it, but that didn't stop her from obsessing about it.