Evelyn couldn't leave Martha's house early because, of course, Martha insisted they stay until dinner.
And really, how could she say no? The woman had practically her only family here; refusing was impossible.
Besides, if she went home and if Axel was there, she was sure that man would find some new way to push her blood pressure into dangerous territory.
Even though she knew Axel wouldn't be home tonight, as he'd mentioned, he wouldn't be back until tomorrow. However, Martha's house remained the safest place she had.
They cooked together, enjoyed dinner until Oliver's belly looked like a balloon.
When the night stretched long enough, Evelyn finally managed to excuse herself.
And,
By the time her car reached the basement parking of their apartment, the place was eerily quiet.
Only four or five cars dotted the lot; none she recognized. She didn't even need to guess; she knew those cars belonged to Axel's men.
