He was operating on adrenaline now, making nonstop calls to set everything up. He clearly had a need to get whatever information Billy might have, but she figured any second Harlan would remember that she was in the truck with them and that it might not be safe for her to go face-to-face with Billy. And then Harlan would backtrack. She hoped he didn’t. Because she was as anxious as Harlan and Slade to figure out what was going on. Maybe the info that Billy wanted to share with them wouldn’t come with a huge price tag. Harlan finished his latest call to Dallas, made a sweeping glance on both sides of the road leading into Rocky Creek. No one was following them, but the town was just ahead. Rocky Creek wasn’t a big town, but there’d be people and traffic, both of which would make this trip hard on the nerves. Still, it had to be done. “Dallas is on the way,” he relayed to them. “I’ll call the sheriff if things don’t look right at the hotel.”
