This excerpt finds Beth alarmed over the possibility of someone being in her apartment:
Holding the flashlight like a weapon, I quietly stepped inside the guestroom and looked around. Everything appeared to be in order. The computer had booted itself up again and the desk chair was positioned just as I had left it.
My bathroom is too small for anyone to hide, but I did jerk back the shower curtain, thinking about Janet Leigh in Psycho. Finally, I crossed the threshold into my bedroom and looked around and then, even though I know there’s not enough space for anyone under the bed, I dropped to my knees and took a look. Boxes . . . no body.
Holding the flashlight like a weapon, I quietly stepped inside the guestroom and looked around. Everything appeared to be in order. The computer had booted itself up again and the desk chair was positioned just as I had left it.
My bathroom is too small for anyone to hide, but I did jerk back the shower curtain, thinking about Janet Leigh in Psycho. Finally, I crossed the threshold into my bedroom and looked around and then, even though I know there’s not enough space for anyone under the bed, I dropped to my knees and took a look. Boxes . . . no body.
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