Chapter 19 - The Case
The next day the keys to the blue sedan sat on the table like a dare. Dylan was already up, making coffee. It was a little burnt. I drank it anyway.
“So, you taking it?” he asked.
“I’m taking it,” I said. “I mean, the steak was good wasn’t it?”
“Yeah… Do you know what you’re doing, though?”
I took a deep breath. I guess I had an approximate idea.
“Don’t worry, baby. I’ll run if things turn iffy.”
“Better. No such thing as free dinner.”
“Yeah… No free dinner.”
The morning air was cool. The blue sedan started on the first try. The engine sounded honest. No hum, no purr, just work. I pulled into traffic and felt smaller. Safer. Invisible. That was the point, Daniel had said without saying.
The car did smell nice. Even better than my last one. Certainly better t
