CHAPTER
22
Deep in thought, I continued to follow their pickup from a distance along the dusty, curving road. When four young guys in a Jeep with the top down roared up behind me, music blaring full blast, I eased to the side of the road allowing them to pass. Good. Less chance of the Hinkles spotting me now with another vehicle between us. They disappeared around the bend and when I caught up with them, I had to practically stand on the brakes to keep from slamming into the back of their Jeep. What the…? Pulse throbbing in my throat, I sat there behind the rowdy boys, the Hinkles, an old gray van and two couples astride ATVs, all at a dead stop waiting for two dump trucks from the gravel company to cross the one lane bridge.
“Oh, cut me a break!” I muttered aloud, my belly clen
