Chapitre 19: Chapter 19

“Where do you think I get my spectacular wardrobe? Neiman Marcus?”

“No, but…Okay, I was off base saying that. I’m sorry.”

“No harm, no foul,” I replied with a brief smile. “Can you get me Seaver’s home address? I need a place to find him that’s not public. I really don’t want the cops grabbing me before I can have my little talk with him.”

“I can do better than that. I can show you.” He brought up a map site and zoomed in on Seaver’s house.

“Good. He’s got a garage in back and no fence around the yard. That will make it easier. Any bus stops close by?”

“Probably, but I’m going with you.” When I started to protest, he said, “Not when you talk with him, but I’m not leaving you unprotected.” He checked the map. “We can park a block away, then go to the alley. I’ll wait by his garage and…yeah. I’m wiring you.”

“Come on, Trent. Is that necessary?”