Chapter 6
It had been about a week later when Dezi and Rox were enjoying a leisurely breakfast in the little nook in the trailer. Dezi happened to look outside toward the street, and he saw something that made his eyes widen and chills dance down his spine. It was a black, nondescript car parked at the curb. He didn’t know who it was, but knew immediately what it was there for.
He and Rox were being watched.
He glanced over at Rox, who had his head buried in the Sunday paper, and knew he hadn’t seen it. He’d only just noticed it himself and wondered just how long it had been there. Hours? Days? This close surveillance worried Dezi, and he made up his mind right then that he was going to move in with Rox. But how would he tell him, and how would he take it? While he sat there, he kept lo
