Chapter 56
The driver of the gray compact sedan was looking for a parking place so he and his wife could check out the quaint looking little restaurant they'd just discovered. Abruptly, he braked and stopped dead in the middle of the street. The big pickup behind him barely missed plowing into the car's left-rear fender. Motioning frantically for the truck behind him to go around, the man tried to back up enough to find the face he thought he recognized. He couldn't find him. Miles turned a corner and was out of sight by the time the driver could back up to the front of the café. His wife glared at her husband's strange antics at first without comprehending. She really began steaming when he jerked a cell phone out to call back to his office at the headquarters of the Colorado Highway Patrol. Their
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