Chapter 180: Meeting in Houston.

Jennifer smiled and nodded, feeling a sense of connection with the stranger. She paid the fare and got out of the taxi, feeling grateful for the chance encounter. But she didn't see anyone who looked like Henry again It was just her imagination, she told herself. She was safe, alone in her own little world. And that was exactly where she wanted to be. ****** Henry woke up with a start, his heart racing like a jackrabbit, and his mind foggy as a dense forest. He glanced at his alarm clock, and his eyes widened in panic as he realized he had overslept by a whole hour. The bright red numbers glared at him like an accusation, taunting him for his mistake. He threw off the covers like a man possessed, his feet hitting the cold floor with a jolt that sent shivers up his spine. He staggered to the bathroom, his legs feeling like rubber, and his eyes struggling to focus. He turned on the shower, and the warm water hit him like a slap in the face, snapping him out of his grogginess.