She was gasping for air even as she ran in a blind panic down the alley of the apartment complex. Shoeless, her pounding feet made no noise. As she neared the street, she slowed down and stopped, trying to stay close against the building. The fact that it was well past midnight, made it unlikely she would encounter anyone walking about, but she didn't want to take any chances.
She knew she shouldn't have gone home with him. She'd barely met him, but he'd been so cute, and they'd just seemed to “click” at the bar. She'd been foolish, she knew, but she'd been mesmerized from the moment the handsome young man with the boyish dimples had made his way to her. She hadn't meant to kill him.