Chapter Six
Background
Hamm drove his motorcycle to his apartment while the woman followed in her motor home. From what he observed, she drove the thing like a professional long road hauler, taking the corners as good as or better than any expert driver. He kept his speed low and stopped before the traffic lights, so that she wouldn’t lose sight of him.
When they reached the complex, she had no compunction about pulling in and tailing him to his front door. After securing the bike against a stanchion underneath the carport overhang, he walked to his front door to discover the woman waiting for him.
He gave her an amused grin. “Care to come inside?”
“I’d like to.”
“I can’t vouch for the way it looks.”
“I’m not interested in its appearance, Officer Blake.”
He paused, the door partly
