Chapter 3 - Following His Housekeeper Through The Cold Boston Streets
Later that afternoon, Adrian cancelled his evening meetings and instructed his driver to remain parked three blocks away.
He watched from the tinted window of his luxury sedan as Marissa stepped out of the grand estate gates.
She pulled her gray woolen coat tightly around her shoulders against the biting Boston autumn wind.
She walked toward the commuter rail station with hurried steps, clutching her small canvas bag like a shield.
Adrian told his driver to maintain a discreet distance as Marissa’s train rattled through the grey suburbs.
She got off near a working-class neighborhood filled with triple-decker houses and peeling paint.
He stepped out of the car, pulling his dark cashmere coat collar up to blend into the evening commuter crowd.
He watched as she walked up the creaking wooden steps of a weathered apartment building on the corner.
Through the lit ground-floor window, Adrian saw an elderly woman open the door and pull Marissa into a warm embrace.
A moment later, a chubby baby with dark curly hair crawled across the worn linoleum floor toward his mother.
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Adrian stood in the freezing shadows across the street, feeling a sharp ache twist deep inside his stomach.
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