#Chapter11 "WE'VE BEEN WAITING FOR YOU"

“Sorry Honey but I don’t remember a ‘Craig.’ You sure you don’t want a drink?”

“Yeah I’m sure,” Sam replied. Kathy was in her bathrobe at the kitchen counter, refilling a glass of seven and seven. Sam wondered when the last time she took a shower was.

“What about ‘Sutter?’ Did you ever hear of a place called Sutter?”

“Doesn’t ring any bells,” Kathy said, carrying her full glass around the counter, dodging a cat and taking a seat across from Sam at the dining room table. “Why?”

“I don’t know yet,” Sam admitted. “It may be nothing.” That wasn’t true, but there was...