Laney had no idea how long she'd been sitting there on her rocking chair when she heard a car in her driveway. It wasn't dark yet - that was something, she supposed. She'd waited with Josie until Zach had called and told them the boys were well and truly alibied for the time of the fire. Josie had made some calls and determined it was Lester Greene's garage that had been scorched. Of course, that jerk had fingered Parker and Jacob. Hell, Laney wouldn't put it past him to have set the fire himself, just to frame the boys.
Booted footsteps marched up to her front door, and someone knocked on the screen - she hadn't bothered to shut the regular door, since the night was cool and the breeze felt nice. "Laney, you okay in there?"
Zach. Ohmigod, it's Zach. Was he here on business or pleasure t
