Chapter 54: Follow My Nose
July 8, 20—
I had to follow Richter and Nolan because I couldn’t find any rationale or sense of sanity in my marriage if I decided not to. I left Cupcakes in Jarr and a new hire’s hands and exited the shop at four o’clock in the afternoon, just a few minutes after Richter. Felix, the new hire, let me borrow his Kia Soul, which I intended to use to follow Richter on his secret escapade, whatever adventure the task entailed.
Richter sat behind a three-year-old Nissan Frontier, which was the color of night. He drove out of Snowden, headed for Erie, and jumped on Interstate 79, which led him to Pittsburgh. I followed behind, unseen, just as a deceptive husband will sometimes behave.
The day was steeping hot, I recall. The temperature sat at ninety-nine with a hig
