“How did he know where we were headed?”
Daniel grimaced and squirmed a bit in the visitor’s chair of Ray’s office. The late-afternoon sun always shone directly through the windows and Daniel shifted the chair so that the blinds shaded his face. “Maybe he has a scanner. We did notify dispatch that you were taking June to NorthCrest.”
Ray stared at his deputy. “Maybe.”
“You don’t buy it.”
“You radioed after we pulled out of the driveway.”
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