Chapter 29: Chapter 29

“No,” Denny said.

“Hey, I’m not selling you a piece of junk,” Greer protested. “Charles said you needed something nondescript.”

And they needed it fast. Babe crouched down and turned Denny’s chin so he met her gaze. “Why not?” She wasn’t challenging him. His intelligence left her in awe, and if he had an objection, he also had a sound reason for it.

“It looks like if it hit a pothole, it will leave pieces behind. People are going to notice it. They might not say anything about it right away, but if someone comes asking questions, they’ll remember.”

Babe hated the tense look in her boy’s eyes. “Sorry, Greer. Do you have anything else?”

“No, but…If you can give me a couple of days, I can paint it. Will that work for you, little man?”

He worried his lower lip, then looked from Babe to Greer. “One day?”