CHAPTER
9
Stay cool, I admonished myself eyeing the time on my phone again while fighting a growing sense of agitation. Along with having a hair-trigger temper and occasionally being overly impulsive, patience was another positive character trait I sorely lacked. I was working on it but could feel it slipping away as the minutes ticked by and there was no sign of Clara Whitlow.
My schedule was tight as it was and now I had to factor in at least an hour to switch vehicles with Ronda. Just sitting there watching the feathery, gray clouds roll past while strong wind gusts rocked my Jeep like a small boat in rough waters was not part of my plan. I sighed aloud. Go figure. Yesterday had been sunny and warm, today just the opposite. Arizona winters were fickle, to say the least.
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