Page 36 of Gideon

“This is a nice neighborhood.” He looked around at the houses. “They’re in better shape than some of the other streets I’ve seen.”

“Fairfax doesn’t do maintenance on the houses he owns.”

“Most people along here have kept their houses?”

“Yeah. So…how long are you going to make me wait?”

He pushed his tongue into his cheek. “I’m trying to figure out how to start.”

“What if I guess?”

“You’ll never guess.”

“I’m a pretty good guesser.”

“Okay, give it your best shot.”

She rubbed her hands together. “First guess. Is it to do with your dad?”

“No.”

“Hmm. Work?”

“So, it’s twenty questions we’re playing? I thought you said you’re a good guesser.”

“I am.”

“This is throwing spaghetti at the wall to see what sticks.”

“It’s a winning strategy. I’ll get it right eventually.”

“This is going to be a long walk.”

“Is it something to do with the army?”

“Not really.”

“That’s not a no. What about your leg?”

“That’s part of it.”

“Now we’re getting somewhere.”

“Trust me when I say that whatever is going through your head, it’s not right.”

“Fine then, give me a hint.”

“You’re giving up already?”

She bumped him with her shoulder. “You’re the one who said I’ll never get it.”

“Okay. A hint. It’s connected to a stranger in town.”

“Oh.” She grimaced. “You’re talking about Eric?”

“I am.”

“I heard about his stunt in the park. Is that what this is all about? You’re worried I might still be in contact with him? I think he’s left town.”

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