CHAPTER FIVE
Greg Larson had been with the Mountain View DA’s office for two years now. Born and raised in the town, after graduating with a Bachelor’s degree from UNC Asheville, he had no idea what he wanted to do. He had majored in English Language and Lit and minored in psychology, because he loved to read and was interested in what made people tick. But he knew he did not want to teach. He did not want to spend his life indoors sitting at a desk, and did not want to have a supervisor looking over his shoulder and telling him what to do. He knew what he didn’t want but not what he did.
Greg was bright. Very bright. His father, a research scientist, encouraged him to go into medicine. But science was not Greg’s interest. His father agreed to fund a “gap year”, during which Greg would t
