Mary pushed away from him, “You’re wrong, Grant. It’s not safe here.” She took his hand in hers, placing the note from earlier in his hand.
“What’s this?”
“Read it and find out for yourself.”
He read the note, “Hello, Mary.” Was all that was written. Grant didn’t question Mary further, instead he wanted to get her out of town and somewhere safe. “Get all your stuff together, I’m getting you out of here,” he told her.
“Where will we go?”
“I’m taking you to a friend of mine.”
Mary had one small bag in her hand, “Can you take me by the house, I need a few more things.”
“Sorry, until this case is solved, you can’t go back home.”
“But-” Mary started.
“You can’t go home. They know where you live, it could be dangerous to go back right now.” His words were stern but direct.
“The killers
