Point Of No Return

With some more rotten luck, Vicktor would mention it to his wife, Gracie, who would immediately think of her former roomie, Mae, and probably follow up with a phone call to Seattle. To which she’d get no answer.

How long, really, would it take his team to figure out he’d headed to Georgia, scrounge up a plane and stir an already-simmering mess to full boil?

Clearly, Chet had needed more coffee and a few moments to think before running off after trouble.

Trouble who seemed to be outdistancing him de spite his near run. Sheesh, Mae had long legs. “Slow down.”