Chapter 53: Chapter 53

INT. - GERRI'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Gerri sat on her balcony, beer bottle cold in her hand, bare feet propped up on the iron railing as she looked out over the nighttime city. The pulse of it seemed to echo the beat of her heart, humidity finally easing a little as a bank of clouds washed in from over the ocean, the scent of rain heavy in the air.

While she had little hope a bit of rain would wash Silver City clean of much, Gerri grinned at the thought. And realized, for the first time, this really was the perfect place for her. She'd loved Boston, did well in Chicago. But there was a pull to the West coast she'd never understood before, like a pheromone perfume that triggered the instincts she lived with every day to sharper focus.