Chapter 44
It had been snowing lightly for the past hour, so the roads were slick again. When Sullivan got home, Tweed was parked out front. Rolling down his window and pulling up beside Tweed, Sullivan said, “Where you been, I thought you'd be all settled in front of the fireplace.”
“Just drove around a bit, trying to make some sense out of it,” Tweed said.
“I'm going to go drive down to Poole's house and see if his car is there. Be right back.”
There was an inch or two of new snow and no tire tracks in Poole's drive. Sullivan headed right back to his place and pulled Tweed out of the house.
“Come we're going down and sit by his house and see if we can catch him coming home. There are no tire tracks in the fresh snow of his driveway.” Shouting into the house, “Ann, we may be g
