CHAPTER NINE
With Skip’s old car tucked away in the dilapidated garage and the little faux hacienda now well-stocked and comfy, Skip was all set to be discharged from the hospital—and Miranda realized that things were still totally up in the air. Skip on the loose again was a real concern. The text message from Harry and Miranda’s call back in an attempt to decipher it only knotted things up even more. Especially when she kept pressing and, unwittingly, he let a few things slip.
Keying on Russ Mathews’s podcasts, Harry’s allusions to antsy backwoods militias echoing SAS marauders, D-Day, a stalking horse, and other items he’d passed on were troubling enough. Not to mention that Skip obviously brought it on himself by hyping this all up over the airwaves and unwittingly giving away the “p
