CHAPTER ELEVEN
The rain had finally started. It had been threatening all day. Good timing as far as he was concerned. The water beading up on the car windows would give him extra cover. Plus, people didn’t look around in the rain. They scurried from one place to another as if a little water was going to melt them.
Bunch of snowflakes.
Sure enough. Here she came. Umbrella angled to block out the wind. Her keys must have already been in her hand because he heard the double beep and the car’s lights flashed as she unlocked it. She ducked inside, pulling the umbrella after her like a turtle retreating into its shell. If he hadn’t already established that the car was hers, he might not have been sure it was her.
But he had. He’d done his homework. He’d combed through all the records and he
