CHAPTER THIRTY
Kate hit the brake pedal hard enough to jolt her. Through the course of her long career, she had only felt an instinctual tug like this twice before. It was almost like a strange surge of déjà vu, a knowledge that there was something here that she should be recognizing. It was a feeling of something being incomplete…of something important just out of her reach.
The back end of her car was less than two feet from the back road that would take her back to the main highway through Duck Branch. She looked back toward Jack Kramer’s house, wondering why she felt so drawn to it.
“Because you missed something,” she said out loud. “But what?”
Her heart felt like it was beating straight up into her throat as she put the car back into Drive and crept back up Jack’s driveway. This t
