Chapter 18Quammen had known about the altercation at the Wicked Scallop the night before, yet he hadn’t mentioned it—not after the high-speed chase, and not after Maria’s body had been discovered, and that bothered Sean. Why? Was he cutting me a break, or had he kept it under wraps for another reason? The questions continued to torment him as he walked along the quiet, darkened shoulder of a lonesome two-lane road.
Sean had found his way onto the road after leaving the forest behind Sunshine’s. Some signs had pointed him in the direction of the highway, though it had yet to present itself. A couple of cars had made their way down the drive since then, their headlights carving through the mist. Each time, Sean left the road until they passed, fearful they’d have police markings on their do
