Chapter 35: Following Ghosts
She didn't expect his car to still be in the driveway. Brandsom should have been long gone. At least the Jeep was missing. That made her feel better. She didn't want to confront Todd, not yet. Once everything was over she would try to fix it. But she had to focus. Besides, in her heart she knew if she were able to find evidence on his father, Todd would never speak to her again anyway.
Her knees ached. She was forced to crouch in the bushes in the neighbor's yard, just on the other side of the trees, unable to see from inside the woods. The pocketknife kept her company, blade extended, handle firm in her fist. She didn't expect to have to use it but it bolstered her confidence.
A dog barked down the street, making her jump. At least the neighbors weren't home. Nor did they have motion sensitive lights. She triggered a set on her way to the trees from her house, forgetting such a thing existed. Some burglar she was.