Fred’s POV

I noticed the SUV the first time because it did not belong here.

You live in a town long enough, you learn what belongs and what does not. You learn the sounds, the cars, the way people park when they are just running inside for milk versus when they are waiting for something. That black SUV did not belong.

It was parked down the street from Harry’s place, just far enough to not look obvious. The windows were dark. Too dark. The engine was running, a low steady sound you could ...