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Chapter 6-4
Kip and John left Denver early Saturday morning. It would take them over four hours to get to their destination, so Kip said they’d use his car. John didn’t argue, primarily because the weather report said there was a strong possibility of heavy rains between Glenwood Springs and Rifle. They did run into rain, but hardly the storms they’d been expecting. “Not exactly a booming metropolis,” John commented as they drove down the main street through Elderon. “No kidding. It’s smaller than I remember,” Kip replied as he searched for the road to the sheriff’s house. “You were a kid.” “I was seventeen. I haven’t grown taller since then. I put on weight, but I don’t think that counts. Ah, finally.” Kip made the turn then drove until he saw a mailbox with the sheriff’s name. As soon as he pull
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