Life After Divorce: The Rise Of Elijah Crawford

Chapter 115

Cleo knew her plans had every element of ridiculousness infused in them, but that wasn't going to stop her from doing what she had to do. And what she had to do was wait.

So In the darkness of the parking lot, she waited. The seconds counted to minutes and into half an hour. Her legs were starting to hurt. She bounced from toe to toe, swirled, picked up a stick lying on the bare ground, and swung it around. She imitated the sound of night birds, dodged twice when she thought she saw the flashlight of security personnel, and swallowed her spit one too many times out of thirst.

At exactly thirty minutes into her time outside, she heard the clinking of footsteps scraping across the ground. Whoever it was looked in haste She waited patiently, even holding her breath. First, their legs appeared, followed by the rest of their body. She smiled when she saw it was exactly who she had been waiting for.

Gliding out of hiding, she stood in front of Avery, blocking her path. The visibly upset