Trey smiled at the waitress as she set his plate in front of him. Better not appear too unpleasant. Nothing to make people suspicious. He'd had a hard time all morning, nearly jumping out of his skin whenever someone new arrived, careful to keep the screen on his laptop shielded. Working in a public place like the Half 'n Half might not be the best idea, but his options were limited. And he didn't want to hit the road again until he'd made more progress in his searches. He just needed to blend into the woodwork.
He considered himself fortunate to snag the last booth in the row. There was no booth behind him where someone might sit and catch a glimpse of his screen.
He could pretty much be guaranteed Connelly, Texas and the people in it weren't on Bennett's radar. Still, the experience he
