Chapter 2That same Sunday evening, Stan Mason and his son, Mark, were having their weekly phone conversation.
“How do you like Lake Polk?” Mark asked. “How’s the new job going?”
“Taking your questions in reverse order, the guy who had this job before was supposed to be some sort of hot shot. He moved to Cypress Haven, which is a bigger town, leaving some major problems behind. But we’ll get them straightened out.”
“I’m sure you will,” Mark replied.
“As for Lake Polk, it’s really beautiful here. I went to church this morning, and everyone seemed very friendly, but I had to run to the office afterward and check on some faxes, so I didn’t stick around for coffee hour.” He paused, then continued, “I did see a guy I’m going to get to know better.”
His son offered a noncommittal, “Oh?”
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