"You want to what?" Travis jabbed each word into his phone like an accusatory finger. "Speak slower so I have a second to find my jaw. It fell off somewhere between yellow jacket and you thinking about trespassing."

I gulped down a breath of air and then funneled it out, long and steady. I sat inside Bernadette next to the air pump at a nearby gas station while trying to work out what to do next. It was broad daylight, hardly the time to do any snooping at Jake's house. In the back ...