Chapter 29: A Lot To Answer For

Neither of us spoke for a long moment, Jared standing in the open doorway, me holding the file containing the evidence I needed against his father. The truck on the lot. Not a regular overnight, then. Probably Jared's, parked there while he took a look around? Whatever the case, he was obviously the reason the door to the office was unlocked when I got here. Stupid, Fee. Just stupid.

When he finally did break our stillness, it was to come further into the trailer, letting the door swing shut with an eerie creaking behind him.

"Tell me why I shouldn't call the sheriff right now." He sounded tired more than angry, and looked it, face pale and drawn. He had his mother's eyes, not the beady, watchful ones I remembered from his dad on our single encounter. Less intimidating and more human even now in this most wretched of situations. So I took a chance Daisy was right about him and offered up the file.