Chapter 164: His Mission

Judd Farris scanned the room uncomfortably. He didn’t belong here, not really. The truth was, he had been friends with Graham Crenshaw. Good friends. But Graham was his only connection to this gathering, and Graham was dead.

Judd had attended the funeral at the church, and then the burial out at the cemetery. There’d been no need to follow up with the gathering at the Crenshaw home. But he’d been asked for a favor, and he hadn’t yet completed it. There hadn’t been opportunity at either the funeral or the burial. Maybe he could find a moment here.

He took a glass of wine from a buffet table in the dining room simply to have something to do with his hands, then made his way to a vacant spot by the wall in the living room. His position on the edge of the crowd afforded him a perfect place from which to people-watch.