Damaged Goods -- Chapter 22

Erica Jensen Mystery #1

CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO

I managed to start the car and pull out of the lot without getting shot, which was a step in the right direction. Now, I just needed to figure out what in God's name to do next.

My mind spun with possibilities. Focus, focus, focus. The word was my mantra.

My first thought was to go to the cops. And not just to report what I saw in Terry's apartment. There was the failure to contact him, the phone dead on his floor, plus a sniper taking shots at me in full daylight. It had to be someone staking Terry's place out. Were they after me in particular or anyone Terry associated with?