He held up his own key. "I'm the one who lost the rental agreement," he said softly, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. The rain drummed a frantic rhythm on the window. "The question is, Rina… why are you in my apartment?"
Her blood turned to ice.
He gestured toward the building. "There's a payphone in the lobby of number 3. Old building, but the line still works." heyzo heyzo-2002 part1
The man looked at her, then at the rain lashing the windows, then back at her exhausted face. He shrugged. "The super leaves a master key under the mat for deliveries. Third floor, left." He held up his own key
She kicked off her broken heels and sat on the edge of the couch, shivering. She'd just wait out the storm. Charge her phone for five minutes. Then leave a note of apology. "The question is, Rina… why are you in my apartment
He knew her name.
She hesitated for only a second. He wasn't smiling, and somehow that felt more trustworthy than a wide grin.