I didn't even acknowledge Vera as I dashed out of there.
I was late and the last thing I needed was for Alicia or her daughters, depending on who got home first, to start sniffing around.
Charlie, I may have told to cover for me, but that had been in case Alicia called. He wouldn't fare so well on a face to face confrontation.
Charlie wasn't a good liar. One stutter and Alicia or her evil daughters would smell the lie.
It took me years and a whole lot of practice to be able to make my lies believable for their ears.
Charlie won't stand a chance.
By the time I got to the elevator, it was packed and ready to descend. So was the one on the right.
Cursing inwardly, I dashed for the stairs. It was a foolish decision, but the mind can barely think right when it's in a panic mode.
