Chapter 34

Trek pulled in behind Dan’s truck. He got out, leaving Commando in the SUV. “Nice homey place,” he said. “It kind of reminds me of my mom’s home. She lives in a little town in Tennessee. No tract homes or anything there. Mostly stuff dates back to the eighteen hundreds, modernized some, though they like to keep it looking historical.”

“This looks more barrio than historical,” Dan admitted. “I can see I’ve been letting things go too much, even if it is a rental. I could buy it, ‘specially if it looks like I’ll stay here for a few years. I’ve been on the PD for not quite two years, now. So far it’s working out.”