"I meant to tell you I tried reaching Morton, Sr. last night," Zach said at breakfast.
"What about the government car from the funeral?" Jess asked.
"They found the car pulled off on the side of the highway," he said. "And by the time the highway patrol discovered the vehicle everything had already been stripped off...no recognizable prints after the vultures got done with it."
"We just can't catch a break, can we?"
"It appears that way. As for Morton, Sr., I added him to the CPD list for protection even though we haven't spoken." He picked up the receiver of the phone. "While I'm thinking about it, I'm going to try him again."
Jess opened her mouth to speak, but he raised his finger to stop her and punched in the phone number, nodding when the man answered. "Mr. Morton, my name is
