CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
Blake had arrived at the police station on a Tuesday morning. Every day after that until Friday he was back in the conference room going over papers and reports. He continued to stay at Joe’s place and got to know Denae and the children well. He liked them all and was happy for his friend.
What Joe had said that one night about the past being the past weighed on Blake’s mind the rest of the week. That was how Blake had been thinking and feeling just before leaving the carnival to come here. Now he was here and wanted to go back to the carnival and to Rebecca. Could he find a good enough reason to just stop? He wasn’t sure, but he was considering it.
On Friday, he dug down into the bottom of one box and came out with a ledger. It was old and brown and hard to read, but
