Chapter 24
(Between Seattle and Jehovah’s Valley, Wednesday evening, Oct. 1, 2013)
ADAM DROVE CALMLY OUT of Seattle. He was a little tense getting out of the University District onto the Floating Bridge, from there to 405, and south. When he picked up I-90 and headed east, he could relax a bit. But only a bit. Seattle was one of those cities where rush hour traffic extended into the early evening and went both directions. He couldn’t figure that out. If people lived in the cheaper suburbs and commuted into work that made sense. But if an equal number were living downtown and commuting out? Why didn’t they either switch houses or jobs?
People wanted what they didn’t have, he supposed.
He took a calming breath, let it out slowly, forced his hands to unclench around the steering wheel. It
