“Now for the best part.” He led her from the apartment, down a dark hallway, and up a narrow flight of metal stairs. Jude would be lying if she didn’t admit to feeling uneasy. The tightness of the space, the darkness, even the smell of old building and damp brick. For a moment she considered turning and running, even calculating how far she’d get if he came after her and brought her down like a lion bringing down a gazelle.
Not worth it
