Last paragraph of first chapter:
“Fine. I was caught. I got your merchandise and it’s near the nettle.” She told him. “You are dealing with some very smart, very unusual people.” She added as he opened his mouth. “Now get out before I strangle you with one of these cords.” She turned her back on him and tried to calm down. Maaan, she really hoped someone would do her a favor and kill him soon."
"You are free to leave." The nurse told Natalia, taking off the cast and giving her a brace. “Only wear this when you have to. Your wrist is still very weak, so be careful not to strain it.” She continued, not noticing that Natalia wasn’t really paying attention.
Natalia barely heard the nurse. The detective had not come back and that made her nervous. She knew that back at the police station they would have checked her background, trying to find out more about her. She knew that the police were aware by now that she was not who she said she was. No one had come back to question her though. There was no freakin way they would have believed her story and not done any checking of any sort.
The sound of a busy street and yelling people broke into her thoughts. She realized she had walked through the hospital and outside without fully paying attention. She shrugged and continued on. She ran on auto-pilot a lot these days. Probably wasn’t the best habit, because she never knew when someone might decide to try and stick a knife in her back.She let that train of thought run off and concentrated on where she was and what she should do first. The first thing she needed to do was change her looks. Get a new identity. Become someone else. She looked around. Of course, trust her to be able to find the only block in New York that didn’t have a thrift store. She walked into a coffee shop, ordered a strawberry doughnut and asked the way to a thrift store.
“Straight towards the east and first store around the corner.” The clerk told her before moving on to the next customer. She walked back out of the store and walked along, munching her doughnut. She turned the corner and saw the thrift store immediately. You would have to blind to miss the bright yellow and pink neon sign indicating that the store was having a sale. Natalia smiled to herself. So far, things were going really well. She entered the store and was surprised to see that it had very few people inside. All the better for her. The less time she spent among people, the better. She headed straight for the shirts and pants rack.