CHAPTER TWELVE
When Dora had seen the men in suits and gone to find Blake, he had already been heading toward the booth where Anna was working. It had been close enough to Anna’s break time that he had planned on asking her to join him in his trailer for a quick snack. It was something they did on occasion now, so it wasn’t unusual. The fact that there were men in suits there, men who didn’t quite fit into the carnival crowd and apparently looking for someone, had changed his plans in a hurry.
Walking up behind the two men in suits, Blake had smiled. “Good evening gentlemen. You look a bit lost. Can I help you with anything? Is there anything you are looking for? A particular ride perhaps? Or something to eat or drink?” Both men had turned, putting their backs to the popper where Anna wa
