He seemed pretty sure we’d enjoy it,” I shrugged. Riley glanced over her shoulder at the older couple. “I’m sure we will,” she smiled, and r...turned her attention to her food. As the old couple passed our table on their way out, he gave me a sly thumbs up and winked. The wife stopped putting her hand on Riley’s shoulder. “It was nice to meet you dear. Hope you have a wonderful evening,” she said, then turned to me, “Trust him. He knows what he’s talking about. At least in this instance he does,”. She says not to worry too, too much. The shock reaction should be a one-time thing, most likely."Gary had quickly left, probably to get in touch with the Seattle police, as both Moira and I were pretty well distracted. And then the hours passed as Moira played guitar and sang sad songs.It wasn't until the final chord of Bird Song that the door opened again and Gary slipped into the room. Sunlight was still sneaking through the curtains that Moira had drawn closed. Except for those few errant. Two years ago Tim Hungerford had pulled a guy over for a faulty tail light and was shot as he approached the driver. He managed to get a couple of shots off, but then collapsed on the highway. He bled out before the paramedics arrived. They found the car he pulled over, abandoned five miles away. The car had been stripped of anything it might have been carrying, but the driver had been found next to it with two bullets in him. One had been from Tim’s service weapon, his Glock .40, but the other. The last night their speed dropped down to only five miles an hour as they navigated between the two villages. Coming to a halt finally in an outcrop of cliffs. It was still too dark for Shaun to make out the details of the place, but he was thankful to pull out his bedroll and get some sleep after the tension of the previous night.Cookie woke him with a steaming mug of tea, he drank it slowly getting his bearings of the location, whilst Cookie returned to the burner.They appeared to be in an.