Leo had been gone for three hours now. Three hours since he kissed her forehead, whispered, "Don't wait up," and slid into his black sedan. Three hours since she'd followed him at a distance, watching him park outside a brick duplex on Mulberry Street, then let himself in with a key that wasn't theirs.
"You told me you quit."
A lamp clicked on.
"Drugs are the excuse. The money is the escape." He opened the folder. Inside were photographs—a beach house in Costa Rica, a boat, a passport with a different name. "Cora is an identity forger. Best in the state. She's not my mistress, Elena. She's my ticket out." crazy in love ralph ford pdf
"You want to know what crazy in love looks like, Leo?" She opened the door. Rain soaked her sleeve. "It's not following you into the dark. It's walking out while I still recognize myself." Leo had been gone for three hours now