Glass (Crank 2)

trait.

Did she have a greatest

trait? Oh, yeah. That’s why

I’m here, huh? Patience!

Maybe she didn’t come

straight

home because she had

to make a buy on the way.

But when a watch-check says

eight

after five, I decide I’d

better try her cell. Dumped

into voice mail,

something I

hate

under any circumstances.

Just as I’m starting

to feel really pissed, this

great-

looking guy starts up

the stairs. Okay, this is déja

vu-ish. I met my Adam, who

I once believed was my soul

mate,

on a similar staircase. But

this guy goes way beyond

Adam—older, buffer, with

slate

gray eyes that fix on me,

eliciting chills that I can’t