CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
Joe and Blake spent maybe another 10 minutes with the sheriff, then went to do their shopping. The local grocery store was small and didn’t have a lot, but it did carry the essentials. They picked up what they figured they needed and walked back to the Bronco. On the way they saw a man in a suit walk into a local clothing store. It was obvious that he had been standing there waiting for Joe and Blake to come out of the store. Joe stopped to look around the town. Then he smiled at Blake and they headed back to the house. Once there, they got things put away and Joe opted to do the cooking. Again.
Blake grinned at his friend. “Are you trying to tell me I can’t cook or something?”
Joe shook his head. “Not at all. I just trust my own cooking a lot more than anyone else’
