Chapter 16
After James left the next morning, Chris headed to the highway and toward the small town of Sleeper. The twenty-three mile drive promised scenic views and time to figure out what he would do when he arrived at Sleeper to find Charles Garoutte.
Chris set the cruise control and stayed in the line of traffic, with a semi ahead of him and a red Ford truck a few car lengths behind. He wasn’t concerned about being followed, but he couldn’t shake the uneasy feeling rising up from his belly. Was it the truck that bothered him, or something more?
He had called Dylan and Ron earlier that morning to tell them his plan, but he hadn’t told James and he wasn’t sure why. Perhaps it was because he knew James wouldn’t let him go, not after their last attempt to locate Garoutte, but finding Ga
