It was late in the afternoon when Cam ended up at Rosie’s Bar and ordered scotch. Ted was there as always.
“Hey, Cameron, haven’t seen you in here for a while.” He poured a drink and set the glass in front of her.
Cam smiled. “Yes, the address Mr. Morris gave me was what I needed.”
“That’s good. Then I won’t have to worry about you.”
“Why would you worry about me?” She looked up at him in surprise.
“You’re a long ways from home. And you’re meeting all the wrong people.”
Cam frowned and looked at him.
“Hold on a moment. Rosie wants to talk to you.” Ted motioned to a man Cam saw in there just about every time she came in here.
“Hey, Reese, can you watch the bar for a moment? There’s something I need to do.”
“Sure,” Reese said as he got up and walked behind the bar.
“Come on in back
