Chapter 94

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I’ve read it so many times, I know the address, but just to be sure, I double-check the card… Michael Summerford… Life and Beauty. … before I tap in on the mapping app. It takes seconds to find the place. Well off the main highways, up the mountain… Some house or other to the back of the place… Woodland behind that… Open fields to the front, reaching down the mountain. I zoom in on satellite view… Where to go? Can"t be too hard to find somewhere to hide while I get a look at the place. ***** A sheep-shelter. Unoccupied right now, it probably only sees visitors, human or otherwise, in the winter. But it’s surprisingly comfortable. The straw’s a bit stale, but it’s not foul. If anything, it smells better than most of the places I’ve been sleeping. It gives me a good view of the

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