The town meeting was a calculated risk from the beginning, and the double-cross by John Johnson erased all gains from the presentation. He sensed a significant doubt carried on the wind of the Tri-counties, both about him and his business, and it was more focused than the breeze that wavered prio...
The unexpected, live voice paralyzed his tongue. He coughed it to life. “Glory be,” he said in a singsongy voice. “I got through. Maybe I should buy a lottery ticket. Hold on.” He pushed the speaker button and put the phone down on the passenger seat. “Who is this?” Jason cleared his throat, and ...
Stuart stared in. He thrust his middle finger in the air. April Leahy wrote in the tablet that balanced on her knee. “Did they find your puppy?” Agnes turned her head back to Dr. Leahy. “No. They tore Stuart’s room apart, but they didn’t find it. They searched Milo’s room, too. There’s no trace o...