Chapter 11
Merrick had slept as soon as he’d closed his eyes. He didn’t stir until Grant woke him.
“We’re getting ready to land.”
“Okay.” Merrick rubbed his face and tried to shake his exhaustion. They would meet up with Wyatt and Rhonda at Loren’s house. Maybe there’d be a clue there that could give them the upper hand in this. That’d be a nice change.
After a smooth landing, they taxied to a hangar where a silver Mercedes G 65 waited.
“What’s going on?”
Thurman smiled. “It’s our ride.”
“Ride?”
“We’ve made an unplanned stop in Carleton for tonight.”
“What?”
“The Benedict Hotel has the best spa and they adore me. My treat.”
“We’re supposed to be in Ballinger.”
“We’ll leave early tomorrow. Be there in thirty minutes, I promise. I couldn’t just fly over Carleton and pass this up.
