CHAPTER 13
The storage unit is not here in Canada, but I’m not worried about the drive down, not this time. If the cops pull us over, we’re in trouble—Mack’s still a person of interest in his brother’s death. I sometimes wonder if one day Mack might blame me for his brother’s demise, but I don’t think so. Mack had seemed more relieved than anyone, mostly because Jeff’s death meant that he no longer had to be so worried about his niece. Up until then, Mack had spent her whole life protecting her from her psychopath father.
I shift in the seat. Mack might be a wanted man, but the Grunge has a Vermont border crossing all mapped out. It’s off the beaten path and manned by a guard who is well paid to allow us through without a second glance. But though he’ll let us pass, he’ll still alert Dom
