Chapter 412

• Harris opened his window and looked at me. His eyes were red-rimmed and he looked tired. “I’m going for my jog now. You’re welcome to follow.”
• I took the seven-mile track as the car cruised behind me slowly, following me. I smiled to myself all the way through Peosta and back down the main road heading to Epworth. Harris had parked his car at that intersection and I shook my head.
• I turned right on Lone Pine Road and headed home. I whistled for the dogs as I stood on the porch and went inside. I had to stick to my routine which meant I would have to go to the diner for breakfast. Harris and Michaelson would have heard that I eat breakfast there every day during the week.