Page 41 of Heather's Truth


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“I noticed.”

“There was a… Nevermind.” He slid a look her way as he took the exit ramp. “Why does you noticing my departure scare me more than a little?”

She shrugged as she scrolled through the pictures on her small camera screen. “No idea. You have something against stalkers?”

“Not funny.” He pointed to the camera in her lap. “You took pictures that day.”

“Yes I did.”

“Do I want to know why?”

“Probably not,” she said on a short chuckle. Then her breath caught as she found a series of pictures that might be helpful. “I didn’t have any criminal intentions.”

“And yet you tracked me down in Hilton Head.”

“You weren’t there to hide.”

“I’m thinking I should request a restraining order.”

“That would only make tonight more challenging,” she said.

“Fair point.”

“Besides, you came to me yesterday. And Sheriff Cochran would make an excellent character witness.”

“For me,” he said with a rusty laugh.

She couldn’t believe he was teasing her. This lighter side of him was actually good company. “Seriously, though. I may have a candid of your smoker.”

“You’re sure?”

“It’s worth taking a closer look.”

“We can make that happen.” He slowed down as he entered his neighborhood and turned into the drive. “We are being watched,” he said as he pulled into the garage. “The house is probably bugged by now.”

She slumped into the seat, her mood plummeting from the high of finding the smoker to the low of being out-maneuvered. “I played right into their plans when I insisted on going to Haleswood.”

“We’ll talk about it later.” He put his index finger to his lips. “Understand?”

She nodded.

He pressed a few buttons on his phone. “Reviewing the security system activity. Doors were opened, but no one crossed in front of the one camera I have.”

“You didn’t arm it when we left?”

“No.”

“On purpose?” What was he thinking? And when did he plan on explaining his thought process to her?

He nodded once. “It seemed like a good idea at the time.”

She figured the phrase applied to several decisions he’d made recently. She ran her thumb around the band of the engagement ring. “You’re hoping someone managed to incriminate themselves.”

“It would be a bonus.”

She shivered. If Lester’s crew was bold enough to walk through an FBI agent’s house, it surely drastically reduced their chances for success tonight. “They must know we’re closing in on them.” Of course they knew that. They’d attacked the shelter, murdered Terry. Somehow, they knew everything. She felt like a mouse pinned in a trap. Panic clawed at her throat and the idea of more injured and dead dogs made her queasy. “What if they bugged the car while we were at the shelter?”

“Doubtful.”

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