She pictured the scene of the stage robbery except that in her mind the man who pursued her into the rocks was not one of the robbers at all, but Gaetan. She centered the sights of her Remington on his chest and squeezed the trigger. She watched him waver on his feet the way the robber had before...
I sailed across town on C-470 in less than twenty minutes. Even on days when traffic or construction made for slower going, Jack had probably considered the drive reasonable, and he didn’t have to keep office hours. He could have avoided rush hour traffic easily. Susan and Carl both agreed that J...
