"Where's John?" I growled, looking beyond Fletcher over to the truck but not seeing any sign of anyone inside.
Fletcher followed my gaze before turning back to me, pointing over to my van. "What the hell was that all about? I thought you were someone else, you scared the living Christ out of me."
I shook my head, feeling sweat beading on my forehead. "Tell me where John is!"
With one scolding look Fletcher looked dismissive, shrugging his shoulders at me. "None of my business what he does with his time," He concluded.
"He said he was helping you, so where did you last see him? Where did he go?" I persisted.
"He went with Hadley and Atheson, he's supposed to drive them back here. Didn't he tell you?" Fletcher questioned. I shook my head. "He didn't tell you that he's leaving town?"
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