Two umber-colored eyes leered at the mother and son duo as they paced back and forth from behind darkly tinted windows. The sleek pickup truck’s engine rumbled to a halt a little ways away from the one-story brick building the town called a sheriff’s station.
Irritation was evident on the man’s pale face as he sneered at the two in front of him. Julian had been following the Winters family for two and a half weeks now and with each day his ire only grew.
Could they really be so incompetent in their task to find a single teenage girl? All these fools living in this backwater town exhibited no sense of urgency or intelligence in their hurry to find the girl.
Raymond had been getting underfoot as of late and had met the wrong end of both his brother’s wrath and his fist. Now the simpleton was recuperating from his failure to reinsert himself into that girl Jayden’s life. Because of this, he was even more useless than he normally would have been.
