Damaged Goods--Chapter 32
Erica Jensen Mystery #1
CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
After one last peek at the man outside my apartment, I made sure the chain was in place and opened up. Frankly, the chain was a joke and could easily be kicked in. Thus, the need for my gun.
“Erica Jensen?” The stranger asked. He appeared benign, but you can’t be sure of such things.
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