Chapter 48

　　Eleanor sat up in bed like a woman waking from a medically-induced coma. Her eyes, bloodshot and disoriented, snapped to the tiny, dust-covered clock on her nightstand.

　　9:00 a.m.

　　Her heart stuttered."Oh, crap."

　　She shot out of bed so fast the sheets clung to her like needy ghosts, wrapping a...