Trophy Hunt
“Joe said, thumping the steering wheel of his pickup with the heel of his hand. He looked over to Maxine, remembered that he had left her home to sleep today, then looked back at the vacated lot.He wondered when they’d left. How long had the Airstream been gone?A sick feeling welled up in Joe’s stomach. He hoped that Deena was all right. He felt responsible for her, since she had reached out to him even in her pathetic way. If he had acted sooner, had come over to see Deena the morning after the first message, could he have averted something? Had Cleve Garrett discovered their correspondence and hurt her? Or had he simply moved his operation to some other place?He found Jimbo behind his trailer, raking leaves in his postage-stamp backyard.“Jimbo, when did Cleve Garrett pull out?” Joe asked the resort manager.Jimbo froze, then slowly looked up. “What do you mean?”Joe was confused for a moment. “Don’t you know that he’s gone? I just came from there. The lot is empty.”Jimbo let the rake f...all into the pile of leaves he had made.MoreLess
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