“You’re brave enough to come up here but not brave enough to go the rest of the way on foot.” He chuckled mirthlessly. “So you still don’t know exactly where she lives.”
He pulled the paper out of the baggie as he walked up to the truck and opened it. Sure enough, he recognized Adam’s scrawl.
Hello, Aelissm, he wrote. I’ve tried to find you so we can deal with this thing quietly. I told you I couldn’t leave without resolving what happened, and I can’t, so I will come with Amber to your potluck. If you care anything about her or me, you won’t make a big deal out of this. I just want to fix things. Tell Pat that he should have left by now. I told him I have ways of digging up dirt he can’t wash off. He can still leave; there are still a few hours left. If you care anything for him, Aelissm
