“The coast is clear,” Griffin said as he poked his head out the door of Angela’s apartment into the empty hallway. There was no sign of Ted, who Angela assumed had gone to the coffee shop without her as it was already late in the afternoon. She’d have to apologize when she saw him. When Griffin was gone, she’d be looking for a friend to help while away the time on Sunday afternoons.

“Thanks for being careful,” Angela said, buttoning the top of his shirt. “I know you ...