CHAPTER 12: Harker
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Harker almost had to run to keep up with Alison as she hurried across the parking lot and into the grocery store.
“Sauerkraut. Where is it?” She looked around. “I want the good stuff. Refrigerated section.” She glanced at him. “Get a cart and follow me.”
From her tone, she was on a mission—a very frigging important one. By the time he grabbed a cart she was already heading down an aisle toward the back of the store.
“Alison, wait.” He hurried after her, ignoring the stares of the other customers. He was pretty sure they were going to witness a very interesting shopping expedition.
She stopped in front of the sauerkraut and grabbed two jars. She put one in the cart before trying to open the other one.
“What are you doing?” He’d seen people eat chips in th
