Casey caught Wendell outside on his lunch break and pulled him to the side of the building, where the other guys wouldn’t see her. “If you’re still offering.” “Sure. Here.” He held out a keychain with more keys than Casey could imagine ever needing. “She’s full up on gas, and ready to go.” He grinned. “Figured you might be by.” “Thanks, Wendell.” “Anything else I can do?” She peeked around his shoulder. “Don’t tell the guys?” “No reason they need to know. When will you be back?” “When do you get off work?” “Five-thirty.” “I’ll be back by then.” “If not, it’s no biggie. One of the guys can give me a ride home. One more thing.” He pulled out his wallet and counted out twenty dollars. “Get yourself something to eat.” “Wendell—” “Don’t like seeing a woman look so hungry.” Casey took the money. “Thank you.” “You know where you’re going, how to get to Wichita?” “I think so.” He pointed up the road. “Catch the highway there; it’ll take you right into the city.
