Chapter Fourteen
MILES SHRUGGED AND Myrtle continued, “I’m not sure I should entertain a murder suspect with my grandson in the house.”
Miles said, “Between the two of us, I think we can take him, Myrtle.”
Just to be on the safe side, Myrtle gripped her cane very tightly, ready to swing it at the unsuspecting Allen at any moment. Then she opened the door.
Myrtle must have looked quite ferocious because Allen blinked in confusion at her. “Hi there, Myrtle,” he said, stammering a bit.
“Hi,” she said coolly.
Jack ran over to show her the new toy and Myrtle carefully took him by her free hand and kept him behind her. “That’s wonderful, Jack,” she said.
Miles stood up and walked over to help. “How about if I keep an eye on Jack in the back yard? That’s the best place to play with trucks
