Chapter Forty-Four
Chapter Forty-Four Keegan tried to act casual as he walked past his car. He'd tossed his coat in several minutes before but when Sam hadn't shown up, he'd gotten worried, so he'd gone looking for her. Now he had two problems—no Sam and a policeman who had pulled up and was looking intently at the dent on the rear passenger side of his vehicle. The cop was cupping his hands to see better through the driver's side window, after first trying the locked doors. He stared straight ahead as though he wasn't interested in what the cop was doing, like it was nothing interesting. His stomach twisted in knots. His palms itched. Sweat beaded on his forehead, which had nothing to do with the temperature, although it was warm out. At the corner, he turned left and, as soon as he was out of sight, he s
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