Thursday morning, Mary packed up and checked out of the hotel, still feeling mentally worn out from thinking about this lead she got from Camila. She picked her son up from the university and they hit the road. They had a 40-45 mile drive in traffic so it would be a long one.
"Are we going to the hotel first? Or are you dropping me off first?" Zeke asked as he replied to some texts on his phone. "I'm only asking so I know what time to tell the coach."
"Oh, I'll drop you off first and make sure you're settled before checking in the hotel. I'll only be a block away too." Mary said, a bit distracted. She tapped the wheel with a fast and steady tempo.
