Chapter Thirty-Six
I hurried back to my apartment to grab a few essentials—night shirt, toothbrush, and toothpaste. If I had to stay overnight, the bare essentials would do.
After hastily stuffing these items into a backpack, I added a change of underwear. That was the extent of the change in clothing I’d need.
I decided against throwing in the Sig. I had no permit to carry and was already on thin ice legally by simply doing a private investigator’s job sans a state-sanctioned license. Besides, where I was headed, I had no reason to think I was in danger.
I grabbed my luggage, such as it was, locked up my place, and hurried to the car. I headed south toward the Beltway, and made my way to Route 50. From there, it was a straight shot east to Ocean City.
Traffic was relatively light, bu
