“No,” Anne said. “I’m not.”

“I have a phone in my car. I can call 9-1-1.”

If Farman had been angry before, the fury rolled off him now in waves. Anne could feel it vibrate in the air around him. She thought he might explode with it, but he abruptly walked back to his cruiser, got in it, and drove away.

“Oh my God,” Anne said, leaning against her car for support as her knees went weak.

“What the hell was that about?” Crane asked. “Is he out of his mind?”

“I think there might be a chance of that, yes,” Anne said, breathless. Her heart was racing.

“What can I do for you?”

“I think you just did it,” Anne said.

I think you just might have saved my life.

They escorted Miss Navarre home, which Tommy found both highly exciting and very important. He didn’t understand exactly what had happened. From inside the car, he couldn’t hear what everyone was saying. And his dad wouldn’t explain it to him, but Tommy could tell he was upset about it, which meant it must have had something to do with Mr. Farman. But Miss Navarre was very grateful, and she must have thanked them ten times.

“You guys are my heroes,” she said before she went inside her house.

Tommy could have floated on air.

He chattered on the rest of the way home, saying what a great team he and his dad made. What a cool night it had been—having had almost a date, and then being a hero. Wait until he told Wendy. She wasn’t the only one with a story to tell now. He was a hero.

His mom’s car was in the driveway when they pulled in, but even that couldn’t spoil Tommy’s mood. Of course he wouldn’t be able to tell her what all had happened. He and his dad had gone out for pizza, that was all. The rest was their secret.

What a great night.

Chapter 76

76

He had to have followed her, Anne thought as she went into the house. She sat down at the dining room table—the nearest chair. She was still shaking.

Frank Farman had to have been following her. The odds of him randomly stopping her, of all people, were too long. He had to have followed her out of the parking lot downtown. And in order for him to follow her out of that parking lot, he had to have known she would be there. He had to have followed her from home hours before.

He shouldn’t have even been on the street. She couldn’t imagine Dixon hadn’t taken him off duty after everything that had happened.

“You forgot the ice cream,” her father announced.