Chapter 10
The quartet took off for Denver early the next morning—Wayne, Lou, and Rae in their car, Matt in his. It was an eight-hour drive to the motel on the north side of the city where they’d agreed to meet when they arrived.
Wayne pulled the car into the motel’s parking garage just before four that afternoon, noting as he did that Matt’s car was nowhere in sight. Not that it bothered him particularly. Matt could have parked somewhere else, or still be on the road if he ran into bad traffic or made a couple more pit stops than they had.
It did begin to worry him when they still hadn’t seen or heard from Matt half an hour later. “He should have been here by now,” he said to Lou as they waited for Rae to join them in their room.
Lou frowned, tension evident in his stance as he walked
