Chapter 3
Danny had been to Benny’s place in Florence a few times as a kid. They’d fallen in together in middle school when the Florence kids had been bussed down to Stevensville and had been best buds until heading off to University. Benny had gone to Harvard because he had a rich father and great grades. Danny had gone to the University of Washington. The distance and the intense study schedule had caused them to lose contact, except for a tenuous connection via social media.
Danny parked his rust-bucket in the front drive of the Dogget house and felt his chest tighten. It wasn’t a mansion like you saw on television shows or on the celebrity news shows but it was one of the biggest houses in this stretch of Montana. The manicured lawn and neat flower beds and big windows had always mad
