The Buyer Derek Chose Was Already On A Watchlist

another unit went to my apartment building. Building cameras. Elevator logs. Entry timestamps. They wanted everything. So did I, at that point. I’d stopped thinking about my embarrassment maybe an hour in. Once the machine’s third ping hit that shell account, this wasn’t theoretical.

At 11:17 p.m. my phone buzzed.

Lauren.

I stepped into the hallway to continue reading …