Chapter Four
Billy Jo had slapped her steering wheel a half dozen times as she called that arrogant cop every combination of four-letter words she could think of. She’d wanted to talk to everyone else at the camp, but what had Detective Mark Friessen said but no?
No!
Like, what the hell was that? After what had seemed like some over-the-top male bonding with Todd, the counselor, she had half-expected the detective to invite him out to the local pub for a beer or whatever it was guys did together!
Both men had been under the impression that she and Jeanette were overreacting, even though she knew they had to have heard all of her suspicions and the urgency. That was likely why she was imagining running the jerk detective over now as she geared down.
The engine revved way too loud. She
