Page 410 of Rangers Unexpected Return

“Where was it?”

“Driveway.”

“You went back toward the house?”

“No. Nathan kept an old truck in the detached garage behind the house.”

My head snaps up.

“What old truck?”

“A Ford.”

“Nathan's?”

“Yes.”

“I thought his truck was destroyed in the crash.”

“Different truck.”

Of course.

“Keys?”

“In it.”

I stare at her.

She shrugs.

“Nathan.”

That explains everything.

“Did the men see you leave?”

“I don't think so.”

“How did you get out of the garage?”

“There's an alley behind it.”

Smart.

“Phone?”

“I left mine in the house.”

“Good.”

“Again with the praise.”

“Still don't get used to it.”

This time she almost smiles.

Almost.