The Journal: Fault Line (The Journal book 5)
“Though his head still pounded from whatever he was hit with, at least the bleeding had stopped. He found another clump of shrubs to hide in while he rested and quickly fell unconscious.
He felt the cold, wet nose push against his cheek. The distinct whine from a dog caused Trevor to open his eyes. “Hi there, pup. Thanks for waking me. You wouldn’t happen to know what time it is, would you?” The dog wagged his tail. “I didn’t think so.” He patted the dog on the head and sat up. The sun was just breaking over the horizon.
His thoughts went to Christine. The first thing he had to do was get to her so she wouldn’t worry if she heard the news about the fire.
Trevor had made deliveries for the store and before that for a pizza joint he’d worked at, and knew the area well. Staying to side streets, he slowly made his way across town.
At an open park he used a near empty birdbath to wash his face, knowing the smeared blood would draw attention to him, or at least make him look worse than he fe...lt, though he wasn’t sure if that was possible.MoreLess
He felt the cold, wet nose push against his cheek. The distinct whine from a dog caused Trevor to open his eyes. “Hi there, pup. Thanks for waking me. You wouldn’t happen to know what time it is, would you?” The dog wagged his tail. “I didn’t think so.” He patted the dog on the head and sat up. The sun was just breaking over the horizon.
His thoughts went to Christine. The first thing he had to do was get to her so she wouldn’t worry if she heard the news about the fire.
Trevor had made deliveries for the store and before that for a pizza joint he’d worked at, and knew the area well. Staying to side streets, he slowly made his way across town.
At an open park he used a near empty birdbath to wash his face, knowing the smeared blood would draw attention to him, or at least make him look worse than he fe...lt, though he wasn’t sure if that was possible.MoreLess
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