Shoulder of State Route 13
Friday Afternoon
Griggs didn’t want to confront Wilmer at the clinic. He waited for the doctor to drive out of the parking lot in his new Elantra sedan, then followed at a distance in the squad car. When they were on an open stretch, the deputy pulled up close behind, switched on the emergency lights, and pulled the car over.
“Mal, what the hell!” Wilmer exclaimed as he recognized Griggs and rolled down the window. “Are you trying to give me a heart attack? My blood pressure is high enough these days.”
“This doesn’t have to take long. And it’s one way to have a meeting without drawing attention.”
“Okay, out with it!”
“Shackleton is wondering whether Melissa Benton might have been pregnant before you guys admitted her.”
“And this history lesson is because w
