7
“I found something for you,” said Betsy deVane as Serena unloaded her shopping cart onto the conveyor belt at the Mountain View Stop and Shop. It was a barebones grocery and convenience store that everyone called the Depot, for some historical reason unknown to her. Betsy, the owner, was third-generation Rocky Peak, so Serena had shown her a photo of her father early on. Everyone shopped at the Depot, so why not her dad?
Betsy hadn’t recognized him from the photo, but had promised to keep an eye out and dig up some records.
Serena held back her excitement at what was probably another false lead. “Great! What did you find?”
Betsy punched keys on the register. The Depot also had a small seating area where people could drink their burnt coffee and it included a hotdog machine with the m
