Chapter 40 of 'Fatal Connections'

CHAPTER FORTY

After speaking with Ms. Brooks Brothers, it seemed like a good idea to get in the car and leave. As I walked toward my car, I heard a garage door rattle its way up. On my way to my Fiesta, I stopped short and did a 180-degree turn as I heard the garage door rise. The rattling sound was followed by the slam of a car door.

Before Ms. Brooks Brothers hit the road, I hoped to catch a glimpse of her license. I could hide and take a photo, but where?  The relatively barren suburban landscape didn’t provide much cover, but I spied a nearby hedge that might do the trick.