I related all that had happened over the past week, sharing the details about the gnomes, the vial, Morty Moore, the explosion, the convenience store holdup and the derby car. No one said a word. Goldie’s mouth clamped tighter and tighter as I went on until her lips were barely visible. Paul remained quiet. Most likely contemplating all the details.
“The only thing that doesn’t fit is the convenience store robbery. That was happenstance, although I have to say you have a knack for finding trouble,” said the Colonel.
Ty looked at me as if he wanted to say, I told you so.
“Everything that’s happened up until today has all been directed at you,” Paul pointed out. “Your gnomes, your doorstep, your camper. Even the derby car. Ty was there too, but he aimed for you.”
“At work today, I had ti
