CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
Agent Crivaro’s eagerness to get back on the road practically took Riley’s breath away. Gravel flew up behind their RV as he pulled away from the Spring View Campground.
“What’s going on?” Riley asked.
“Just what I told you,” Crivaro said. “It looks like we’re about to nail our guy.”
Then Crivaro said nothing, just eyed the road with an intense expression as he drove. Riley wondered if he was going to offer any further explanation.
“How do you know?” she asked.
Crivaro glanced at her as if he’d forgotten she was there.
Then he replied, “When I talked to the manager back there, he let me look over names of people in the campground register who had come and gone recently. I cross-checked the list with names we had of people who were at the Wren’s Nest Campground whe
