Chapter 33Garrett held onto the steering wheel with a too-tight grip. He forced his mind to dissect what he’d planned to get done. Being covered in dirt and sweat was what he needed right then. He gave half-a-second thought to whether he should call Ryan but decided he’d be better off alone. No need for Ryan to deal with Garrett’s bad mood. Besides, he didn’t want to explain what caused his attitude. He didn’t want to tell Ryan what had happened. Just Garrett, the great outdoors, and Mrs. Collins’ plantings. That would be best.
He took a deep breath as he turned on to Mrs. Collins’ block. s**t. Her car sat in the driveway. He’d forgotten she didn’t have to work. It was the weekend. His foot hovered over the gas pedal as he tried to decide whether to pass the house. What if she came outsid
