Two Black SUVs Rolled Into My Aunt’s Backyard

line had sunk three feet after the spring floods.

“Give me the driveway key to my rental,” I said.

Pierce stared. “No.”

“Listen to me. The trunk release on the fob is dead. Manual only. He doesn’t know that.”

“You don’t know that.”

“I know him. He wants me in sight. He wants me hurried. He wants the family watching because that’s how he keeps score.”

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