Cole and Jenny headed back down Highway 198 toward Caldwell Ranch, country music once again playing softly in the background.
A question formed in Coles mind and he wondered if he should push his luck. He glanced over at Jenny. She was gazing out the front window, absently touching the initial pendant as her face was alternately in light and shadow with each streetlight they passed.
Against his better judgment, he decided to press on. Jenny?
She glanced his way.
How did you end up in my trailer that day?
Her eyes widened, and she blew out a long breath.
He flicked a glance her way before he returned his eyes to the road. You dont have to tell me if you dont want to. Im just curious is all. You were pretty beat up. Ive always wondered what happened.
Jenny chewed her lower lip and tightly clasped her hands in her lap. They were taking me to San Francisco.
Who were?