Chapter 37Against his niece Nadine's advice, he insisted on leaving his sister's house. He knew it was only a matter of time before the two of them started in with questions. He supposed he owed them answers. If he told them the truth, the truth about everything, they might understand. Then again, they might not.
A big part of him believed if they knew what he was doing—what he was accomplishing—they would give him something of a silent blessing, and the space needed without involving the police.
He didn't think they would call the authorities on him.
One reason he thought they wouldn't was because of his car. Either Nadine or his sister cleaned the vehicle while he'd been recovering. They got in and did a bang-up job getting his blood out of the upholstery and out from the carpet. It c
