Chapter 9 – Trouble
Friday afternoon, June 13th, 2014
“Why are you here?”
“Why am I here? Let’s see: my girlfriend, who’s already managed to tick a few people off in the area in the few weeks she’s been around, calls me and leaves me a message that says she’s headed here and that she thinks she’s being followed. There’s no logical reason why she would be coming here, and she doesn’t bother to say why so I get worried. Why do you think I’m here?” Mel drew a deep breath and blew it out slowly.
I tried to look sheepish.
“Who was that?” She tossed her head toward the now vacant slot in the parking lot.
“That was Terri, my ex-girlfriend from a few years back and a lifetime ago in Chicago. She came all the way down here to talk to me because she thinks I can help her with her problem.”
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