CHAPTER EIGHT
Stuart rushed through the door after Jed Fisher. Over the cackling of the teenagers, he heard the sheriff shout, “I’ll circle around and cut him off!” He didn’t know if Alexa followed him or the sheriff; he was too busy chasing this hayseed.
He blew past the hefty man Jed had been sitting with, who didn’t move an inch, only watched, and ducked into the back hallway into which Jed had disappeared. As he suspected, past a men’s and women’s bathrooms was another door at the back wall of the café. Jed wrenched it open and darted out before Stuart could stop him.
They ended up in a narrow alley, the heat from the noonday sun feeling even worse after briefly being in an airconditioned interior. Jed bolted down a dusty alley past the blank backs of a couple of buildings with fade
