Chapter 123

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With some food in his stomach, and the backpack plus one plastic bag filled with food now on the front seat of the borrowed car, Vance felt better as he drove home. He parked the car where he’d found it, wondering idly if it had even been missed. Then he put the backpack over his shoulders, picked up the plastic bag, and made his way back to his house the way he’d come. He stopped at the edge of the trees, waiting in silence for any sound that would tell him his watcher was nearby, and finally after hearing nothing, made it through the gate and crawled to the study window.