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Caleb thought of a polite way to tell her that her surroundings were dangerous, but surely she already knew that

It didn’t matter She read his mind

“Not quite Park Slope,” she said with a thin smile

To hell with being polite

“No,” he said bluntly, “it sure as hell isn’t”

The faint smile vanished

“Aize because you don’t approve?”

“No Of course not I onlybreath, let it out and started again “Where’s the subway?”

“Why?”

“Because I’ht, that’s why!”

“I—I usually walk home from the subith a friend”

“She works with you?”

“No But our work schedules are similar”

“Yeah, well, where would she have been tonight?”

It was an excellent question, and a co with the fact that “she” was a “he” named David