CHAPTER 13Throckmorton called a company that sold home security systems Wednesday morning after his scare at the Kessler building. He didn’t ask for a quote—just told them to install their best system in his house as soon as they could. He still had credit cards that weren’t maxed out. Quality and speed on this could save Ben’s life and mine.
That afternoon with Ben in school, he stopped by the Coffee Cup Café. It was empty except for two older women chatting in the third booth. Throckmorton took a seat at the counter and ordered coffee and a chicken sandwich.
“Taking time off?” Gert asked as she brought his order.
He glanced at the two ladies again. It wouldn’t make any difference who overheard him if he kept the conversation to remodeling. By now, everybody in town knew he wanted to r
