Chapter 4
By the time Merrick and Wyatt had hid the van and then returned to Merrick’s apartment, the morning sky glimmered in shades of gold. Merrick had just enough time to shower and then dress in jeans and a green long-sleeved shirt before he needed to head to Madeleine’s for the day. With a yawn, he slid on a shoulder holster, then a jacket that hid the gun. The lack of sleep would catch up to him by the afternoon. Fortunately, he didn’t expect any activity at their gallery other than a few tourists stopping in to peek at the local artist’s display. They wouldn’t buy anything, just look, maybe ask for directions and then not bother him anymore. That would be fine. There were other things to do today.
When he arrived at the gallery, he parked in the alley next to a tan metal door wit
