I decided to go a different route and keep most of Jack's plan a secret.
Jack jumped up from his chair and met his dad in the doorway of the study. “You’re back! What’d they say?”
“It was no big deal. They’re going to make me do a stress test, and I got a couple of prescriptions.” Chuck reached over to shake Gavin’s hand.
“That’s a relief,” Jack said.
“Yeah. Listen, thank you guys for taking the lead on this thing with
“Glad to do it,” Gavin said. “Since you’re back, and none the worse for wear apparently, I’m going to get Rita and get out of here. You guys need some peace.”
“What I need is something to eat,” Chuck said. “Jack, you coming?”
“I’ll be right there, Dad.” Jack watched his father and uncle walk out of the study, then turning back to the computer, he pulled up the cell phone calls for his sister’s line. The last call was from five-thirty this morning. He typed in the number on the site’s reverse look-up directory. The number belonged to Dylan Snider. He had been
Jack sighed. If he hadn’t pulled the spark plug wires from