CHAPTER 30
Fighting the urge to sprint, Layken lowered the brim of his hat and sauntered toward his pickup with his hands in his pockets. No matter what, he wouldn’t show fear. He balled his fists inside his pockets, imagining connecting them with Earl’s smirk.
Once inside the vehicle, he cranked the engine and shifted into first gear.
Since he had parked at the end of the street, he had no choice but to turn around and face the oncoming vehicle. He doubted Earl would even recognize him, but still didn’t want to chance it, for Tab’s sake.
When he was even with the car, it turned into the driveway next door to the house he’d just left. He blew out a relieved sigh and drove out of the shabby neighborhood.
As he passed a five-and-dime store, he threw on the brakes, overcome with a sudden
