Chapter 15 - Your Father’s Oldsmobile?
Even after enhancement and enlargement by the crime lab in the rush job the DDA had coaxed them into, Mel still couldn’t make out the driver or the passenger in the car. There was a bit of sun glare on the driver’s side window that concealed most of the driver’s face, but she now knew the make and model of the car that had been the last to arrive at the cabin. It was an older - much older - Olds Delta 88.
A Delta 88 a lot like one that had been stored in the family home garage that Uncle Brian sold just after the last time they put Grandma away, Mel thought. She shook her head in disbelief. It couldn’t be? Could it?
A quick call to Brian Lafferty confirmed it. The car had been sold to Dale Walters more than thirty years before, but Mel hadn’t seen
