Chapter Four – Dingo Man
A familiar face emerged from the car, one Ethan didn’t care for at all. The mug belonged to a piece of rubbish named Travis Campbell, quite the dodgy individual. He and Ethan had exchanged words close to three years ago. On more than one occasion, he had muttered disrespectful things to Jane, weirding her out; the kinds of things one ought not say to another bloke’s sheila. Furthermore, he had shown up at shops she frequented alone or in the company of friends. It got to a point where she feared for her safety.
It had come to a head one Saturday morning. Ethan and his pops had gone to the stock feed and supply place in town. From inside, he spotted the scumbag making his way down the footpath. Making up an excuse to the old man, he bustled outside and headed him
