Chapter 25 ~ December 25 And to All a Good NightIt wasn’t lost on Kenna that even she, the runt of the litter as Freda liked to say, could be cool and confident when she put her mind to it. It took nerve, and some practice, but she had family history and money on her side, making everything manageable if she could just stay focused.
Kenna felt a rush of cold air from the exit doors as a man entered. She hoped it was the guy from Springer.
“Kenna Shores?” he asked.
She stood up and stretched. “That’s me.”
It would be so good to be home, if she could just hold it together for another couple of hours.
Mitch Sanger sent Kenna along ahead of him, explaining he would meet her at Springer in a few minutes. She drove slowly through the snow-clogged streets. She couldn’t even tell where the en
